Toxin

“Hell is empty and all the devils are here.”
― William Shakespeare, The Tempest

“Come away, come away, Death,
And in sad cypress let me be laid;
Fly away, fly away, breath,
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
My shroud of white stuck all with yew, O prepare it!
My part of death no one so true did share it.

Not a flower, not a flower sweet,
On my black coffin let there be strewn:
Not a friend, not a friend greet
My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown.
A thousand thousand sighs to save, lay me O where
Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there!”
― William Shakespeare, TWELFTH NIGHT

“I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“If there's a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it.”
― Toni Morrison