Your gentleness shall force More than your force move us to gentleness.
O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention, A kingdom for a stage, princes to act And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!
Love adds a precious seeing to the eye.
The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
Now I will believe that there are unicorns.
Love laughs at locksmiths.