In the tight belly of the dead, Burrow with hungry head, And inlay maggots like a jewel.

MAGGOTS! I only shit with the money in my poverty and all who envy and steal this money in my poverty, ends up eating my shit like maggots and I have no respect for such persons.

Do not mourn the dead with the belly

Phoenix was hungry, tougher, wanted it more and it bordered on being embarrassing.

There is nothing so subject to the inconstancy of fortune as war. Cervantes Every war has its own excuse. That's why they're all surrounded with ideals. That's why they're all crusades.

The doctor punched my vein,The captain called me Cain, Upon my belly sat the sow of fear.