Life It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury; signifying >>
Love sought is good, but given unsought is better. >>
Our bodies are our gardens... our wills are our gardeners. >>
But the iniquity of oblivion blindly scattereth her poppy, and deals w >>
Fame will go by and, so long, I've had you, fame. If it goes by, I've >>
If fame is to come only after death, I am in no hurry for it. >>
Celebrity is never more admired than by the negligent.