“To the Virgins, To Make much of TimeGather ye rose-buds while ye may,Old Time is still a-flying;And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying.The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, ...”

“Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,Old Time is still a-flying;And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying.”

“Tumble me down, and I will sitUpon my ruines (smiling yet:)Teare me to tatters; yet I'le bePatient in my necessitie.Laugh at my scraps of cloathes, and shunMe, as a fear'd infection:Yet scarre-crow...”

“Tears are the noble language of eyes, and when true love of words is destitute. The eye by tears speak, while the tongue is mute.”

“Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score; Then to that twenty, add a hundred more: A thousand to that hundred: so kiss on, To make that thousand up a million. Treble that million, and when that is ...”

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

“This was the face of slavery. To have nothing, and still have something more to lose.”

“He that communicates his secret to another makes himself that other's slave.”

“My Potentials are 600,000 Times More Than I Use Right Now_nickc”

“The more I come to L.A., the more it's amazing.”

“The more we do, the more we can do.”

“Who loves, raves.”

“Cannibals prefer those who have no spines.”