He that is giddy thinks the world turns round.
My tongue will tell the anger of mine heart, Or else my heart, concealing it, will break.
But no perfection is so absolute, That some impurity doth not pollute.
You are the most beautiful girl that has ever lived, and it is worth dying to have kissed you.
Despair has been called the unforgivable sin–not presumably because God refuses to forgive it but because it despairs of the possibility of being forgiven.
Lust is the craving for salt of a person who is dying of thirst.
Envy is the consuming desire to have everybody else as unsuccessful as you are.
Of the Seven Deadly Sins, anger is possibly the most fun. To lick your wounds, to smack your lips over grievances long past, to roll over your tongue the prospect of bitter confrontations still to come, to savor to the last toothsome morsel both the pain you are given and