“And all men kill the thing they love, By all let this be heard,Some do it with a bitter look, Some with a flattering word,The coward does it with a kiss, The brave man with a sword!”Ballad of Reading Gaol, 1898”

“Yet each man kills the thing he lovesBy each let this be heardSome do it with a bitter lookSome with a flattering wordThe coward does it with a kissThe brave man with a sword”

“Every man kills the things that he loves. Some with a look, some with flattery, the coward with a kiss.”

“Do all men kill all the things they do not love?Shylock: Hates any man the thing he would not kill?Bassanio: Every offence is not a hate at first.”

“There are no brave men and cowardly men in the world, my son. There are only brave men. To be born, to live, to die—that takes courage enough in itself, and more than enough.We are all brave men and we are all afraid, and what the world calls a brave man, he too is brave and afraid like the all rest of us. Only he is brave for five minutes longer.”

“Some men break your heart in two,Some men fawn and flatter,Some men never look at you;And that cleans up the matter.”