Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again. – William Shakespeare
I stalk about her door like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks staying for wattage. – William Shakespeare

Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again. – William Shakespeare
I stalk about her door like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks staying for wattage. – William Shakespeare
Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds. – William Shakespeare
Im 65 and I guess that puts me in with the geriatrics. But if there were fifteen months in every year, Id only be 48. Thats the trouble with us. We number everything. Take women, for example. I think they deserve to have more than twelve years between the ages of 28 and 40. – James Thurber