Heaven grant us patience with a man in love.
When a crew and a captain understand each other to the core, it takes a gale, and more than a gale, to put their ship ashore.
Everyone is more or less mad on one point.
A woman's guess is much more accurate than a man's certainty.
We're all islands shouting lies to each other across seas of misunderstanding.
The Three in One, the One in Three? Not so! To my own Gods I go. It may be they shall give me greater ease than your cold Christ and tangled Trinities.