āForgetfulness is a form of freedom.ā
āThus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names.ā
āWe are the sons of Sorrow; we are the poets and the prophets and the musicians.ā
āDo not be merciful, but be just, for mercy is bestowed upon the guilty criminal, while Justice is all that the innocent man requires.ā
āInspiration is in seeing a part of the whole with the part of the whole in you.ā
āThe universe is my country and the human family is my tribe.ā
āO teach me how I should forget to think (1.1.224)ā
āI am not mad; I would to heaven I were! For then, 'tis like I should forget myself; O, if I could, what grief should I forget!ā
āIs it possible to get another key? I think I've left mine in the room.ā