Beauty Within Itself Should Not Be Wasted.

What's Hecuba To Him, Or He To Hecuba, That He Should Weep For Her?

Hate Pollutes The Mind.

All Of Creation’s A Farce. Man Was Born As A Joke. In His Head His Reason Is Buffeted Like Wind-blown Smoke. Life Is A Game. Everyone Ridicules Everyone Else. But He Who Has The Last Laugh Laughs Longest.

Some Innocents 'scape Not The Thunderbolt.

I Kissed Thee Ere I Killed Thee. No Way But This, Killing Myself, To Die Upon A Kiss.