And overpowered by memory Both men gave way to grief. Priam wept freely For man - killing Hector, throbbing, crouching Before Achilles' feet as Achilles wept himself, Now for his father, now for Patroclus once again And their sobbing rose and fell throughout the house.

Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.

I am so smart. I am so smart. I am so smart. S-M-R-T ... Uh, I mean S-M-A-R-T.

Nobody gets into heaven without a glowstick.

Rock stars, is there anything they don't know?

The best things beyond their measure cloy.

Life and death are balanced as it were on the edge of a razor