Fight to the last gasp.
There is nothing in the world so much like prayer as music is. ~William Shakespeare
The fewer men, the greater share of honor.
I see that the fashion wears out more apparel than the man.
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank Here we will sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness, and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony
Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck, And yet methinks I have astronomy. But not to tell of good or evil luck, Of plagues, of dearths, or season's quality; Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell ... Or say with princes if it shall go well.