Not Vain The Weakest, If Their Force

I Say No Wealth Is Worth My Life.

It Never Was Our Guise To Slight The Poor, Or Aught Humane Despise.

Rage - Goddess, Sing The Rage Of Peleus' Son Achilles, Murderous, Doomed, That Cost The Achaeans Countless Losses, Hurling Down To The House Of Death So Many Sturdy Souls, Great Fighters' Souls, But Made Their Bodies Carrion, Feasts For The Dogs And Birds, And The Will Of Zeus Was Moving Toward Its End. Begin, Muse, When The Two First Broke And Clashed, Agamemnon Lord Of Men And Brilliant Achilles.

All My Life I've Been An Obese Man Trapped Inside A Fat Man's Body.

Yet While My Hector Still Survives, I See My Father, Mother, Brethren, All In Thee.