A kiss, when all is said, what is it? A rosy dot placed on the 'I' in loving; Tis a secret told to the mouth instead of to the ear.

I-I am going to be a storm-a flame- I need to fight whole armies alone; I have ten hearts; I have a hundred arms; I feel too strong to war with mortals- BRING ME GIANTS!

My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own.

You must believe me when I believe, and not when I doubt.

A man does not fight to win; it is better to fight in vain.

All our souls are written in our eyes.

The dream, alone, is of interest. What is life without a dream?