I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand.
Hatred is the madness of the heart.
I am about to be married, and am of course in all the misery of a man in pursuit of happiness.
Liberty - eternal spirit of the chainless mind
What's drinking? A mere pause from thinking!
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space.