Where love could walk with banish'd Hope no more.

Every man, for the sake of the great blessed Mother in Heaven, and for the love of his own little mother on earth, should handle all womankind gently, and hold them in all Honor.

He that shuts love out, in turn shall be Shut out from love, and on her threshold lie, Howling in outer darkness.

A simple maiden in her flower, Is worth a hundred coats of arms.

But thy strong Hours indignant work’d their wills, And beat me down and marr’d and wasted me, And tho’ they could not end me, left me maim’d To dwell in presence of immortal youth, Immortal age beside immortal youth, And all I was, in ashes. - Tithonus

A sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier times.

What's up is faith, what's down is heresy.