I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand.
Yes, love indeed is light from heaven; A spark of that immortal fire with angels shared, by Allah given to lift from earth our low desire.
History - the devil's scripture
Let none think to fly the danger for soon or late love is his own avenger.
Shakespeare's name, you may depend on it, stands absurdly too high and will go down.
A woman should never be seen eating or drinking, unless it be lobster salad and Champagne, the only true feminine and becoming viands.