Affliction is enamoured of thy parts, And thou art wedded to calamity.
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.
Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance?
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
My love to thee is sound, sans crack or flaw.
"Lawyers Are": Perilous mouths.