Like will to like, each creature loves his kind.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun.

That age is best which is the first When youth and blood are warmer.

Then be not coy, but use your time; And while ye may, go marry: For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry.

But ne'er the rose without the thorn.

Bid me despair, and I'll despair,Under that cypress tree;Or bid me die, and I will dareE'en Death, to die for thee.

Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.

What though the sea be calm? trust to the shore, Ships have been drown'd, where late they danc'd before.

Conquer we shall, but, we must first contend! It's not the fight that crowns us, but the end.

He loves his bonds who, when the first are broke, Submits his neck into a second yoke.

Fain would I kiss my Julia's dainty leg, Which is as white and hairless as an egg.

I've never wanted more, until I met you.

If you're asking yourself who the content is for, it's already too late to make an impact.

Some people handle sweets better.

Babies aren't really born of their parents. They are born of every kind word, loving gesture, hope, and dream their parents ever had.

Man is; it matters to him; this is terrifying unless it matters to God, too, because this is the only possible reason we can matter to ourselves.

Not real can tell us about real.

I dream of a world liberated of all diseases. Ignorance also upsets me a lot. How can one calmly look at the pictures from Rwanda and not instantly want to take action and try to ease the suffering?

It's too late to apologize for. I have already forgiven you.

If women want any rights more than they's got, why don't they just take them, and not be talking about it?

Lookin' for love in all the wrong places, no fine girls just ugly faces.