And nothing can we call our own but deathAnd that small model of the barren earthWhich serves as paste and cover to our bones.For God's sake, let us sit upon the groundAnd tell sad stories of the death of kings.

We must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures

I'm hoping her death serves as a clarion call for people in this country to call for the rights of LGBTQ people and that it also serves as a call to LGBTQ people to realize that liberation is not fully achieved until we focus on matters affecting us all.

I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.

But will they come when you do call for them?

Though he is small, he is but fierce.