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The Moon (n.) is an arrant thief, her pale fire she snatches from the sun.
The Moon (n.) comes more nearer earth than she was wont and makes men mad.
The Moon (n.) is the governess of floods, who, pale in her anger, washes all the air and alters the seasons.
The Moon (n.) is like a silver bow new bent in heaven.
Love (n.) is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
Love (n.) is, for Friar Laurence, an accompaniment of life, reprehensible if violent or unsanctified by religion.
Love (n.) is a blundering and passionate thing, a logic-defying thing that is of supreme importance even though it makes one no more clever, no nicer, no more informed, and perhaps even more irresponsible.
Love (n.) is a conflagration, but a conflagration in which both parties have been carefully trained to burn.
Love (n.) is a madness, one which would deserve the whip were it not that any potential whipper surely also suffers from it.
Love (n.) is a martial concept whose highest expression is to go to war with the social order itself.
Love (n.) is a passion as well as an art.
Love (n.) is a salvation, not a path to destruction.
Love (n.) is a star, firm above tempests and wandering ships.
Love (n.) is a subjective experience, felt in one's own heart and mind, it is an experience that cannot be forced.
Love (n.) is an ever fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is not love which alters when it finds alteration.
Love (n.) is an unsecured investment which is both its terror and its joy. Those who love always risk loss. This is the risk we take when we love, but it is not a reason not to love.
Love (n.) is, for father Capulate, something to be decided by a prudent father for his heiress-daughter.
Love (n.) is, for Lady Capulet, a matter of worldly wisdom.
Love (n.) is, for Mercutio, a kind of adversary against which one ought not allow onself to be bested: 'If it be rough with you, be rough with it / prick it for pricking and you beat it down'.
Love (n.) is, for Romeo, a bundle of contradictions... heavy lightness, serious vanity, a feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health,.
Love (n.) is, for the nurse in Romeo and Juliet, something natural and sometimes lasting, connected with pleasure and pregnancy, part of the round of interests of a woman's life.
Love (n.) is like a child that longs for everything that he can come by.
Love (n.) is not a destabilizing and distracting experience but a spur to poetry.
The Bible (n.) is ambiguous such the devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.
Winter (n.) is a somber time — A sad tale's best for winter.
Trauma (n.) is having our wounds smart when they hear themselves remembered.
Satire (n.) is wit larded with malice.
A Victory (n.) is twice itself when the achiever brings home full numbers.
The Face (n.) is a book where men may read strange matters.
Affection (n.) is a coal that must be cooled.