Gestures, In Love, Are Incomparably

Indeed, Said The Monk, A Mass, A Matins, And Vespers Well Rung Are Half-said.

For God, Nothing Is Impossible. And, If He Wanted, In The Future Women Would Give Birth From Their Ears.

The Probity That Scintillizes In The Superfices Of Your Persons Informs My Ratiocinating Faculty, In A Most Stupendous Manner, Of The Radiant Virtues Latent Within The Precious Caskets And Ventricles Of Your Minds.

Debts And Lies Are Generally Mixed Together. [fr., Debtes Et Mensonges Sont Ordinairement Ensemble Rallies.]

The Deed Will Be Accomplished With The Least Amount Of Bloodshed Possible, And, If Possible ..., We'll Save All The Souls And Send Them Happily Off To Their Abode.