I Loved But Once, Yet Twice I

I-i Am Going To Be A Storm-a Flame- I Need To Fight Whole Armies Alone; I Have Ten Hearts; I Have A Hundred Arms; I Feel Too Strong To War With Mortals- Bring Me Giants!

All Our Souls Are Written In Our Eyes.

Speak To Me...be Eloquent, Be Brilliant For Me. Improvise! Rhapsodize!... I Ask For Cream And You Give Me Milk And Water... Please Gather Your Dreams Together Into Words. - Roxanne, Cyrano De Bergerac

A Great Nose May Be An Index Of A Great Soul

And If Kisses In These Words Could Travel Too, Madam, You'd Read This Letter With Your Lips.