“A Devil, a born Devil on whose nature, nurture can never stick, on whom my pain, humanly taken, all lost, quite lost...”

“Not proud you have, but thankful that you have. Proud can I never be of what I hate, but thankful even for hate that is meant love.”

“Life is but a dream, within a dream.”

“I think the best grace of wit will shortly turn into silence, and discourse grow commendable in none only but parrots.”

“Who buys a minute's mirth to wail a week? Or sell eternity to get a toy? For one grape who will the vine destroy?”

“Is this a vision?Is this a dream? Do I sleep?”

“o here will i set of my everlasting rest and shake the yoke of innauspicious stars from this world wearied flesh eyes look your last arms take your last embrace and lips all you the doors of breath seal with a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death”