If you're asking for a date, forget it. 'Cause I make it a point not to go out with women who shoot me in the head!

That which had pleased me once, troubled by spirit.

As the geometer intently seeks to square the circle, but he cannot reach, through thought on thought, the principle he needs, so I searched that strange sight.

No man may be so cursed by priest or pope but what the Eternal Love may still return while any thread of green lives on in hope.

Oh foolish desires of mortals! How weak are the reasons that lead us to not take off our flight from the ground.

And we came forth to contemplate the stars.

O human race, born to fly upward, wherefore at a little wind dost thou so fall?