Ana

“My eyes were consumed by your loveliness, but you have become my eyes.”
― Pablo Neruda, The Poetry of Pablo Neruda

“Alice: How long is forever?
White Rabbit: Sometimes, just one second.”
― Lewis Carroll

“Oh, Charmian, Where think’st thou he is now? Stands he or sits he?
Or does he walk? Or is he on his horse?
O happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony!
Do bravely, horse, for wott’st thou whom thou mov’st?
The demi-Atlas of this earth, the arm
And burgonet of men. He’s speaking now,
Or murmuring “Where’s my serpent of old Nile?”
For so he calls me. Now I feed myself
With most delicious poison. Think on me,
That am with Phoebus’ amorous pinches black
And wrinkled deep in time. Broad-fronted Caesar,
When thou wast here above the ground, I was
A morsel for a monarch. And great Pompey
Would stand and make his eyes grow in my brow.
There would he anchor his aspect, and die
With looking on his life.”
― William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra

“But you gods will give us
Some faults to make us men.”
― William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra