'… the contention of the minde, overstretched to her enterprise, doth breake and impeach the same…'

'We need images of desperation to grasp political and internal warfare.'

'... Only writers show us how to speak...'

'How could anyone hide behind the I?'

Snow.

'I'm in the middle right now.'

'Whereof doth Socrates treat more at large than of himselfe?'

I've just seen a movie in a theater for the first time in several years, and now I don't feel like myself again.

'If in reasons, comparisons, and arguments, I transplant any into my soile, or confound them with mine owne, I purposely conceale the author, thereby to bridle the rashnesse of these hastie censures that are so headlong cast upon all manner of compositions, namely young writings of men yet living; and in vulgare that admit all the world to talke of them and which seemeth to convince the conception and publike designs alike. I will have them to give Plutarch a bob upon mine own lips, and vex themselves in wronging Seneca in mee. My weaknesse must be hidden under such great credits.'