Farewell, dearest friend, never to see one another any more till at the right hand of Christ.
“I think you have a passion and an obsession for something when it's not necessarily ubiquitous.”
“Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”