Juliet Is The East And

Get Thee To A Nunnery.

All Things That Are, Are With More Spirit Chased Than Enjoyed.

Dreams, Indeed, Are Ambition; For The Very Substance Of The Ambitious Is Merely The Shadow Of A Dream. And I Hold Ambition Of So Airy And Light A Quality That It Is But A Shadow's Shadow.

No Man's Pie Is Freed From His Ambitious Finger.

Now Entertain Conjecture Of A Time When Creeping Murmur And The Poring Dark Fills The Wide Vessel Of The Universe.