Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp.

Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so, For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me

Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp.

Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.

For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love.

No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.