Mieux vaut mourir incompris que passer sa vie à s'expliquer.

“Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud.”

“When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,And Tom bea…”

“Yet here, Laertes? Aboard, aboard, for shame!The wind sits in the shoulder of y…”

“Tears shall drown the wind”