Then spake the king, "My house hath been my doom."

[fox]

I tell you what - I really thought old Ted would be forced by remorseless fate to hang in there and endure the deaths of Jean and one or two more of the nieces and nephews. I'm a little bit relieved for them all that he's at peace finally; the man had been doing penance for his own iniquities for forty years, and for his father's all his life.

But now farewell. I am going a long way
With these thou seëst - if indeed I go
(For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) -
To the island-valley of Avilion;
Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow,
Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies
Deep-meadowed, happy, fair with orchard lawns
And bowery hollows crowned with summer sea,
Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.

Now let's get some health care legislation, goddammit.