Miserable Mortals Who Like Leaves

So Peaceful Shalt Thou End Thy Blissful Days, And Steal Thyself From Life By Slow Decays.

The Rule Of The Many Is Not Well. One Must Be Chief In War And One The King.

Achilles Glared At Him And Answered, "fool, Prate Not To Me About Covenants. There Can Be No Covenants Between Men And Lions, Wolves And Lambs Can Never Be Of One Mind, But Hate Each Other Out And Out An Through. Therefore There Can Be No Understanding Between You And Me, Nor May There Be Any Covenants Between Us, Till One Or Other Shall Fall

Few Sons Are Like Their Fathers - Many Are Worse, Few Better.

We're Goin Bowling. If We Don't Come Back, Avenge Our Deaths.