My vegetable love should grow Vaster than empires, and more slow.

But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near.

Therefore the love which us doth bind, But fate so enviously debars, Is the conjunction of the mind, And opposition of the stars.

Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.

Had we but world enough, and time, this coyness, lady, were no crime.

Self-preservation, nature's first great law, all the creatures, except man, doth awe.

The world in all doth but two nations bear- The good, the bad; and these mixed everywhere.

Art indeed is long, but life is short.

The grave's a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace.

And all the way, to guide their chime, With falling oars they kept their time.

I have a garden of my own, But so with roses overgrown, And lilies, that you would it guess To be a little wilderness.

Damn there were days being a woman confused the hell out of her.- Aella

Two wrongs don't make a right, but neither does one. Revenge may seem petty by day, but on some nights she becomes Justice.

I'm the problem of anxiety we must, therefore, always ask the question of what vital value is being threatened

Justice is useful when money is useless.

Everyone who got where he is had to begin where he was.

It's good for art to make us think, to give us a shared experience that creates a dialogue, makes us talk to each other, including strangers.

My dharma teaches me to give my life for the sake of others without even attempting to kill.

I've learned to always avoid saying "always"

Don't eat anything incapable of rotting.

There are things you fantasize about doing and saying, and then ultimately don't because it's illegal.