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Woah, this book is something!
[On love]
"Or,if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentary as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collied night;
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and Earth
And ere a man hath power to say “Behold!”
The jaws of darkness do devour it up
So quick bright things come to confusion."