What matters it what went before or after,
Now with myself I will begin and end.

“Why, I can smile and murder whiles I smile,And cry 'content' to that which grie…”

“Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead are but as pi…”

“Her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure love; we cannot ca…”

“The sweetest honey is loathsome in its own deliciousness. And in the taste dest…”