I may cut my coat to follow fashion, sir, but not my conscience.
Thus I die. Thus, thus, thus. Now I am dead, Now I am fled, My soul is in the sky. Tongue, lose thy light. Moon take thy flight. Now die, die, die, die.
The Eyes are the window to your soul
What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind.
There are three people in yourself - who people think you are, who you think you are, and who you really are.
New friends may be poems but old friends are alphabets. Don't forget the alphabets because you will need them to read the poems.
If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?
No, Sherlock doesn't need another brain. But he could benefit from an extra heart.
In my time at Anfield we always said we had the best two teams on Merseyside - Liverpool and Liverpool reserves.
It breaks my heart to think about a family weeping over the loss of a loved one. I understand the anguish that some feel about the death that takes place.
Every U. S. citizen owes allegiance to our nation. Some Americans consider that anything less than high treason is allegiance.