There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face.

Do not speak like a death's-head, do not bid me remember mine end.

Unsubstantial Death is amorous.

Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.

We came into the world like brother and brother, And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.

A Devil, a born Devil on whose nature, nurture can never stick, on whom my pain, humanly taken, all lost, quite lost.

A right judgment draws us a profit from all things we see .