If I had my mouth, I would bite;
if I had my liberty, I would do my liking.
In the meantime,
let me be that I am,
and seek not to alter me.William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing (1.3.28-30)
“She stains the time past: lights the time to come.”
– Duchess of Malfi, 1.1.213-4
These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder
Which, as they kiss, consume.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves that we are underlinings
The soul in darkness sins, but the real sinner is he who caused the darkness.
MEDEA: Tell me, how does it feel with my teeth in your heart?