I Like This Place And Could Willingly

Ay, That Incestuous, That Adulterate Beast, With Witchcraft Of His Wit, With Traitorous Gifts- O Wicked Wit And Gifts, That Have The Power So To Seduce!

Romeo To Balthasar But If Thou, Jealous, Dost Return To Pry In What I Further Shall Intend To Do, By Heaven, I Will Tear Thee Joint By Joint And Strew This Hungry Churchyard With Thy Limbs: The Time And My Intents Are Savage-wild, More Fierce And More Inexorable Far Than Empty Tigers Or The Roaring Sea.

My Soul Is In The Sky.

There Is No Creature Loves Me; And If I Die, No Soul Will Pity Me.

Strong Reasons Make Strong Actions Let Us Go If You Say Ay, The King Will Not Say No.