These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder
Which, as they kiss, consume.
Romeo and Juliet
playwright
– William Shakespeare
LiteratureThe fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves that we are underlings
Julius Caesar
– William Shakespeare
LiteratureHELL IS EMPTY
ALL THE DEVILS ARE HERE
Hamlet
– Tom Stoppard
PoetryWe cross bridges when, where we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except the memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once, our eyes watered.
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