Adieu, Adieu, Adieu! Remember Me.

Tear-falling Pity Dwells Not In This Eye.

And Yet,to Say The Truth, Reason And Love Keep Little Company Together Nowadays.

A Knot You Are Of Damned Bloodsuckers.

Silence Is The Perfectest Herault Of Joy. I Were But Little Happy If I Could Say How Much.

Into What Dangers Would You Lead Me, Cassius, That You Would Have Me Seek Into Myself For That Which Is Not In Me?