Love Is The Eternal First Breath.

Pay Me For My Work, But I Don't Do It For The Money.

Your Kisses Are Thieves Which Leave Me Wanting Nothing.

Because I Had Goodwill For All, I Thought All Were My Friends. And Then I Learned Of Treachery, That Some Preferred My End. It Wasn't The Goodwill I Felt That Made Someone A Friend. What Handy Day, The One I Learned The Meaning Of The Word. How Good To Know My Enemies (though Their Reasons Are Absurd!)

Anger Is A Wound Gone Mad.

Remembrance Of Our Kiss Brings Not Your Lips Nor Mine To Mind. The Flesh Can Only Envy Consumption So Divine.