“You would not seek me if you did not possess me.”
“Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius,That you would have me seek into myselfFor that which is not in me?”
“Would you seek beauty, seek it underground;Would you find strength - the strong are underground;And would you next year seek my love and me,Who knows but you must seek us - underground?”
“Tell me, would you seek me out and try to win me now? Ah, no!”
“Did you feel me up when you were tying me down?" "Um, no. Did you want me to?""Well, it would have been nice.”
“If you search everywhere, yet cannot find what you are seeking, it is because what you seek is already in your possession.”