I am Envy. I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.

Money can't buy love, but it improves your bargaining position.

Now hast thou but one bare hour to live, And then thou must be damned perpetually. Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come.

I count religion but a childish toy, And hold there is no sin but ignorance. Birds of the air will tell of murders past. I am asham'd to hear such fooleries!

Goodness is beauty in the best estate.