Some snippets of greatness..

The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers, and you will know my name is the lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.

In time we hate that which we often fear.

Our separation so abides and flies that though, residing here, goes yet with me, and I, hence fleeting, here remain with thee. Away!

Fall not a tear, I say; one of them rates, all that is won and lost. Give me a kiss.

I’ll make death love me; for I will contend, even with his pestilent scythe.

All strange and terrible events are welcome, but comforts we despise.

Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell; though all things foul would wear the brows of grace, yet grace must still look so.

Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like a thorn.

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.