Light And Lust Are Deadly Enemies.

I Hold The World But As The World, Gratiano!

Love That We Cannot Have Is The One That Lasts The Longest,hurts The Deepest,but Feels The Strongest

What's Past And What's To Come Is Strew'd With Husks And Formless Ruin Of Oblivion.

Tired With All These, For Restful Death I Cry.

And Oftentimes Excusing Of A Fault Doth Make The Fault The Worse By The Excuse.