Thou Art A Castilian King Urinal!

My Liege, And Madam, To Expostulate What Majesty Should Be, What Duty Is, Why Day Is Day, Night Night, And Time Is Time, Were Nothing But To Waste Night, Day And Time. Therefore, Since Brevity Is The Soul Of Wit, And Tediousness The Limbs And Outward Flourishes, I Will Be Brief.

Stones Have Been Known To Move And Trees To Speak.

So They Loved As Love In Twain Had The Essence But In One; Two Distinct, Divisions None.

We Have Some Salt Of Our Youth In Us.

Of All The Flowers, Me Thinks A Rose Is Best.