Now hast thou but one bare hour to live, And then thou must be damned perpetually. Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come.
The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.
Sure there is music even in the beauty, and the silent note which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument. For there is music wherever there is harmony, order and proportion; and thus far we may maintain the music of the spheres; for those well ordered motions, and regular paces, though they give no sound unto the ear, yet to the understanding they strike a note most full of harmony.
She seemed to be a nice person, too, instead of a homicidal bitch like his former wife. Otherwise, the world should fear. When Mencheres fell for a woman, he fell hard. If Kira asked for her own continent as a birthday present, Mencheres would probably have one conquered for her before she blew out her candles.
The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..." Mencheres to Cat
Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless.
The ancient saying is no heresy, hanging and wiving goes by destiny.
Then you remember the dream,†Mencheres stated. “That bodes ill.† The fear of that made my reply snappy. “Hey, Walks Like An Egyptian, how about for once you drop the formal stuff and talk like you live in the twenty-first century?† The shit’s gonna splatter, start buggin’, yo,†Mencheres responded instantly.  I stared at him, then burst out laughing, which was highly inappropriate considering the very grave warning he’d just conveyed.