All is lost! Monks, Monks, Monks! So, now all is gone - Empire, Body, and Soul!.

Two beheadings out of six wives is too many.

Pastime with good company I love and shall, until I die. Grudge who list, but none deny! So God be pleased, thus live will I.

I beseech you now with all my heart definitely to let me know your whole mind as to the love between us.

Whoever leads an auspicious life here and governs the commonwealth rightly, as my most noble father did, who promoted all piety and banished all ignorance, has a most certain way to heaven.

Hops are a wicked and pernicious weed.

My heart is set. All goodly sport For my comfort Who shall me let?

You have sent me a Flanders mare.

All is lost. Monks, monks, monks!

Rich or poor, money rules with an iron fist.

Stop trying to explore what is different about yourselves and explore the commonality you have instead.

A lot of what we experience as strength comes from knowing what to do with weakness.

Today's truth will be tomorrow's lie and you will be left questioning your own sanity.

Our power comes from the earth

Every long separation is a test: A test to see how powerful or how weak the will of reuniting is!

Zombies can't believe the energy we waste on nonfood pursuits.

To say that men can be bullheaded would be insulting to the bull.

We will not cut one penny from the safety net until we've cut every penny from corporate welfare.

I go through insanity before a show. It's not really a process but it's like absolute mortal fear.