Our bodies are our gardens to which our wills are gardeners.

“Die Welt ist nirgends außer diesen Mauern;Nur Fegefeuer, Qual, die Hölle selbst…”

“reason andlove keep little company together now-a-days...”

“This royal throne of kings, this scepter’d isle,This earth of majesty, this sea…”

“O that I were a mockery king of snowStanding before the sun of BolingbrokeTo me…”