The theatre is my drug. And my illness is so far advanced that my physic must be of the highest quality.
Now piercèd is her virgin zone; She feels the foe within it. She hears a broken amorous groan, The panting lover's fainting moan, Just in the happy minute.
Tis a meaner part of sense to find a fault than taste an excellence.
He never said a foolish thing nor never did a wise one.
Dead we become the lumber of the world.
To pick out the wildest and most fantastical odd man alive, and to place your kindness there, is an act so brave and daring as will show the greatness of your spirit and distinguish you in love, as you are in all things else, from womankind.