The Wheel Is Come Full Circle.

When Most I Wink, Then Do My Eyes Best See

Love Is The Greatest Of Dreams, Yet The Worst Of Nightmares.

I Wonder That You Will Still Be Talking. Nobody Marks You.

Ill Deeds Are Doubled With An Evil Word.

O! She Doth Teach The Torches To Burn Bright It Seems She Hangs Upon The Cheek Of Night Like A Rich Jewel In An Ethiop's Ear; Beauty Too Rich For Use, For Earth Too Dear. - Romeo -