-.

- horror and doubt distract
His troubled thoughts, and from the bottom stir
The Hell within him; for within him Hell
He brings, and round about him, nor from Hell
One step, no more than from himself, can fly
By change of place: now conscience wakes despair
That slumber'd, wakes the bitter memory
Of what he was, what is, and what must be -

- John Milton, Paradise Lost

(I have got to stop rereading my books, dagnabbit. Just because they're there - doesn't mean I gotta read them. Ugh.)

I've no wish to rule. Bloody nuisance if you're asking me.