All Our Souls Are Written In Our

A Kiss! When All Is Said, What Is A Kiss? An Oath Of Allegiance Taken In Closer Proximity, A Promise More Precise, A Seal On A Confession, A Rose-red Dot Upon The Letter I In Loving; A Secret Which Elects The Mouth For Ear; An Instant Of Eternity Murmuring Like A Bee; Balmy Communion With A Flavor Of Flowers; A Fashion Of Inhaling Each Other's Hearts, And Of Tasting, On The Brink Of The Lips, Each Other's Soul!

The Dream, Alone, Is Of Interest. What Is Life Without A Dream?

Roxane: His Face Is Like Yours, Burning With Spirit And Imagination. He Is Proud And Noble And Young And Fearless And Beautiful- Cyrano:(losing All His Colour.) Beautiful! Roxane: Yes. What's Wrong? Cyrano: With Me? Nothing. It's Only... Only... (displaying His Bandaged Hand, With A Little Smile.) This Fatal Wound.

To Offend Is My Pleasure; I Love To Be Hated.

To Joke In The Face Of Danger Is The Supreme Politeness, A Delicate Refusal To Cast Oneself As A Tragic Hero.