All Bayonets Are Bad.

My Object All Sublime I Shall Achieve In Time- To Let The Punishment Fit The Crime- The Punishment Fit The Crime.

It Is A Glorious Thing To Be A Pirate King.

Oh, Don't The Days Seem Lank And Long When All Goes Right And Nothing Goes Wrong, And Isn't Your Life Extremely Flat With Nothing Whatever To Grumble At!

Deerstalking Would Be A Very Fine Sport If Only The Deer Had Guns.

What Though I Cannot Meet My Bills? What Though I Suffer Toothache's Ills? What Though I Swallow Countless Pills?