The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes. >>
Parting is such sweet sorrow. >>
Is it not strange that sheep's guts should hale souls out of men's bod >>
To understand the world one must not be worrying about one's self. >>
The world does not need tourists who ride by in a bus clucking their t >>
We are citizens of the world. The tragedy of our times is that we do n >>
All the world's a stage and all the men and women merely players.