For Too Much Rest Becomes A Pain.

Better To Live Or Die, Once And For All, Than Die By Inches.

My Life Is More To Me Than All The Wealth Of Ilius

I Only Hope Those Rumors I Hear About What Goes On In Prison Are Greatly Exaggerated.

I Am So Smart. I Am So Smart. I Am So Smart. S-m-r-t ... Uh, I Mean S-m-a-r-t.

And Overpowered By Memory Both Men Gave Way To Grief. Priam Wept Freely For Man - Killing Hector, Throbbing, Crouching Before Achilles' Feet As Achilles Wept Himself, Now For His Father, Now For Patroclus Once Again And Their Sobbing Rose And Fell Throughout The House.