Character: Jester

A lie, she's like the crumbs on the floor, one is invisible, but the scattering is evident and very annoying.

Sorry, I took you for the bench.

No. Crazy is such a commoner, whose son nobleman. Because you have to be crazy to, being a commoner, to be the son of a nobleman.

Noble people for the most part, such fastidious and effeminate, they prefer to walk the path, strewn with flowers, which is finished with a wide gate and a hot flame.

Now my Cupid's brains shifted on one side, and I begin to treat of love, like an old man for money: I feel sorry for her to spend.

The world was created God knows when -
Rain, hail, and wind, -
But we are here waiting for you, Lord,
And I want to laugh every night.

When I introduced my wife to your house
Everything in the house upside down.

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, to the third it comes.

The words before, had become a hopeless liar, it disgusts me to prove them the truth.

Pundits often think they are God knows how witty and still be a fool.

Most dangerous things are more secure, they feature and that's the trick.

A lie is a terrible thing, I would call it a weapon, because it is the same as weapons, is really expensive.

A madman who believes that it is possible to tame the wolf, to find out whether healthy horse, to trust in love the boy vows and girls.

Who has a house to hide in it's head, the head is in order.