I Will Praise Any Man That Will

Why What A Fool Was I To This Drunken Monster For A God. - Caliban

The Elephant Hath Joints, But None For Courtesy; His Legs Are Legs For Necessity, Not For Flexure.

We Suffer A Lot The Few Things We Lack And We Enjoy Too Little The Many Things We Have.

The Mind Of Guilt Is Full Of Scorpions.

Now The Good Gods Forbid That Our Renowned Rome, Whose Gratitude Towards Her Deserved Children Is Enrolled In Jove's Own Book, Like An Unnatural Dam Should Now Eat Up Her Own!