I hate the murderer, love him murdered.

“Which can say more than this rich praise, that you alone are you?”

“Ne taş kuleler, ne tunç duvarlar,Ne havasız zindanlar, ne zincirlerBağlayabilir…”

“Somos feitos da mesma matéria que os sonhos e esta breve vida abrange um sono.”

“Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful lo…”