“Had I as many souls as there be stars, I’d give them all for Mephistopheles!”

Fools that will laugh on earth, most weep in hell.

Strike up the drum and march courageously.

All places shall be hell that are not heaven.

Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed In one self place, for where we are is hell, And where hell is there must we ever be.

Is it not passing brave to be a King and ride in triumph through Persepolis?

O soul, be changed into little waterdrops, / And fall into the ocean, ne’er be found!

Why should you love him whom the world hates so? Because he love me more than all the world.

Nothing violent, oft have I heard tell, can be permanent.

The griefs of private men are soon allayed, But not of kings.

It is a comfort to the miserable to have comrades in misfortune, but it is a poor comfort after all.

Religion hides many mischiefs from suspicion.

More childish valorous than manly wise.

Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.

He must have a long spoon that eats with the devil.

Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.

Infinite riches in a little room.

Some night I fear going to sleep as I know I’ll have to wake to dread the dawn of a new day cause I don’t know how much more this soul of mine can take.

We are all lost souls searching for someone to call home.

Her looks were as delicate and fragile as a wildflower but her soul was strong and raw like a warrior.

I’m a lost soul chasing deadlines and minimum wage instead of dreams I’m a caged spirit losing my mind to lack of sleep.

You deserve a love that will make your soul fly you deserve to be the only star in their vast and endless sky.

Brave soul, you will survive it all.

Seduce my mind find my soul before your hands touch me.

Our souls dance to the music our hearts are making.