Subdue your appetites, my dears, and you've conquered human nature. Nicholas Nickleby

Desire's wind blasts the thorntree but after it becomes from a bramblebush to be a rose upon the rood of time. Ulysses

[In what way would you have us bury you?] In any way that you like; only you must get hold of me, and take care that I do not walk away from you. ...I cannot make Crito believe that I am the same Socrates who have been talking and conducting the argument; he fancies that I am the other Socrates whom he will soon see, a dead body... And though I have spoken many words in the endeavor to show that when I have drunk the poison I shall leave you and go to the joys of the blessed—these words of mine, with which I comforted you and myself, have had, I perceive, no effect upon Crito. ...you should be my surety to him that I shall not remain, but go away and depart; and then he will suffer less at my death, and not be grieved when he sees my body being burned or buried. The Trials Of Socrates

“The secret of boring people lies in telling them everything.” Seagull