These blessed candles of the night.
It is a sin to be a mocker.
Four days will quickly steep themselves in nights; Four nights will quickly dream away the time; And then the moon, like to a silver bow new bent in heaven, shall behold the night of our solemnities.
Love asks me no questions, and gives me endless support.
Do as the heavens have done, forget your evil; With them forgive yourself.
Your worm is your only emperor for diet; we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots.