Love is familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love." -

The king's name is a tower of strength.

Who buys a minute's mirth to wail a week? Or sell eternity to get a toy? For one grape who will the vine destroy?

Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any thing, of nothing first create! O heavy lightness, serious vanity, Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms, Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health, Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is! This love feel I, that feel no love in this.

This is the very coinage of your brain: this bodiless creation ecstasy.

And when love speaks, the voice of all the gods makes Heaven drowsy with the harmony.

A woman's fitness comes by fits.