In a false quarrel there is no true valor. >>
Love is too young to know what conscience is. >>
To me, fair friend, you never can be old. For as you were when first y >>
Once you label me you negate me. >>
I know there's a Derby out there with my name on it. >>
If the fairest features of the landscape are to be named after men, le >>
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.