Category: Dark

  • July 18

    July 18

    My thoughts are whirled like a potter’s wheel:
    I know not where I am, nor what I do.

  • July 16

    July 16

    I think the devil will not have me damned,
    lest the oil that’s in me should set hell on fire.  

  • July 13

    July 13

    Reputation is an idle and most false imposition,
    oft got without merit and lost without deserving.

  • June 26

    June 26

    For new-made honour doth forget men’s names.

  • June 13

    June 13

    The villany you teach me, I will execute,
    and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.

  • June 12

    June 12

    How sour sweet music is,
    When time is broke and no proportion kept!
    So is it in the music of men’s lives.

  • June 5

    June 5

    Kill me to-morrow: let me live to-night!