إن الإنسان يُشقيه فرطُ الغنى كما يُشقيه إملاق الفقر.

“Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, thy dial how thy precious minut…”

“He eats nothing but doves, love, and that breeds hot blood, and hot blood beget…”

“It will rain tonight.First Murderer:Let it come down.”

“Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all,What hast thou then more than th…”