No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be: am an attendant lord, one that will do to swell a progress, start a scene or two, advise the prince.

There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.

Neither way is better. / Both ways are necessary. / It is also necessary / To make a choice between them.

If time and space, as sages say, Are things which cannot be, The sun which does not feel decay No greater is than we. So why, Love, should we ever pray To live a century? The butterfly that lives a day Has lived eternity.

History has many cunning passages, contrived corridors and issues.

Now that the lilacs are in bloom She has a bowl of lilacs in her room

My name is only an anagram of toilets.