What! Think you that my flashes show me Only in lightnings to excel? Believe me, friends, you do not know me, For I can thunder quite as well.

Oh what lies there are in kisses! And their guile so well prepared! Sweet the snaring is; but this is Sweeter still, to be ensnared.

Oaks shall be rent; the Word shall shatter - Yea, on that fiery day, the Crown, Even the palace walls shall totter, And domes and spires come crashing down.

My songs, they say, are poisoned. How else, love, could it be? Thou hast, with deadly magic, Poured poison into me.

But the real secret to total gorgeousness is to believe in yourself, have self confindence, and try to be secure in your decisions and thoughts.

Don't ever aim your doubt at yourself. Laugh at yourself, but don't doubt yourself.

I would rather hire a man with enthusiasm, than a man who knows everything.