How can I teach your children gentleness and mercy to the weak, and reverence for life, which in its nakedness and excess, is still a gleam of God's omnipotence, when by your laws, your actions and your speech, you contradict the very things I teach?

Talk not of wasted affection - affection never was wasted.

The smoking flax before it burst to flame Was quenched by death, and broken the bruised reed.

Spake full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine.

The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.

There's nothing in this world so sweet as love. And next to love the sweetest thing is hate.

Only a look and a voice; then darkness again and silence.