Love Me Little, Love Me Long.

Who Ever Loved That Loved Not At First Sight?

My Men Like Satyrs Grazing On The Lawns, / Shall With Their Goat-feet Dance An Antic Hay.

I Count Religion But A Childish Toy, And Hold There Is No Sin But Ignorance.

We Control Fifty Percent Of A Relationship. We Influence One Hundred Percent Of It.

If We Say That We Have No Sin, We Deceive Ourselves, And There's No Truth In Us. Why Then Belike We Must Sin, And So Consequently Die. Ay, We Must Die An Everlasting Death.