All places shall be hell that are not heaven.

You must be proud, bold, pleasant, resolute, And now and then stab, as occasion serves.

All live to die, and rise to fall.

Above our life we love a steadfast friend.

There is no sin but ignorance.

Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove, That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields.

Honour is purchas'd by the deeds we do.

O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.

All places are alike, and every earth is fit for burial.

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum?

We are the windows through which our children first see the world. Let us be conscious of the view.

Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book shown to him by heart and his friends can only read the title.

It's volatile, the marriage. Which one isn't? Nothing better than a good, full-on row. Get it all out. Say rude and nasty things. And then be sorry. Genuinely sorry, afterwards.

I went back to work because someone had to pay for the groceries.

Because it's in and about New York City, I knew 'Ex Machina' was going to have to continually mix the mundane and the fantastic.

To cease to admire is a proof of deterioration.

The first paragraph. The last paragraph. That's where the story is going and how it's going to end. Or else you'll go off in a hundred different directions.

But I know that all the things I do know are very small compared with the things that I don't know.

Deep down, Erikson wants profoundly to be respected and admired - and very deep down he wants to be left alone.

Reason, or the ratio of all we have already known, is not the same that it shall be when we know more.