Sam

“Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.”
― William Shakespeare, Love Poems and Sonnets

“I am naive enough to read incessantly because I cannot, on my own, get to know enough people profoundly enough.”
― Harold Bloom

“How is it that the clouds still hang on you?”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

“We few. We happy few.
We band of brothers, for he today
That sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother.”
― William Shakespeare, Henry V