My Wit Is More Polished Than Your

A Kiss Is A Rosy Dot Placed On The "i" In Loving.

I Would Die At The Stake Rather Than Change A Semi-colon!

To Offend Is My Pleasure; I Love To Be Hated.

My Heart Always Timidly Hides Itself Behind My Mind. I Set Out To Bring Down Stars From The Sky, Then, For Fear Of Ridicule, I Stop And Pick Little Flowers Of Eloquence.

I-i Am Going To Be A Storm-a Flame- I Need To Fight Whole Armies Alone; I Have Ten Hearts; I Have A Hundred Arms; I Feel Too Strong To War With Mortals- Bring Me Giants!