I am all for the short and merry life.

And much as Wine has played the Infidel, And robbed me of my Robe of Honor Well, I often wonder what the Vintners buy One half so precious as the stuff they sell.

Think then you are Today what Yesterday you were - Tomorrow you shall not be less.

Taste is the feminine of genius.

If you can prove to me that one miracle took place, I will believe he is a just God who damned us all because a woman ate an apple.

I came like Water, and like Wind I go.