And Chaucer, with his infantine Familiar clasp of things divine.
Folded eyes see brighter colors than the open ever do.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use
Whoever lives true life, will love true love.
The devil's most devilish when respectable.
And lips say “God be pitiful,” Who ne'er said “God be praised.”