Nicholas

“He was the archivist, and all the archives of the town were in his office. That has nothing to do with the story. Anyway”
― Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises

“This Absolon gan wype his mouth ful drye;
Derk was the night as pich, or as the cole,
And at the window out she putte hir hole,
And Absolon, him fil no bet ne wers,
But with his mouth he kiste hir naked ers
Ful savourly, er he was war of this.
Abak he sterte, and thoghte it was amis,
For wel he wiste a womman hath no berd;
He felte a thing al rough and long y-herd,”
― Geoffrey Chaucer, Canterbury Tales

“Emongst the Roses grow some wicked weeds;
For this was not to love, but lust inclind;
For love does alwayes bring forth bounteous deeds,
And in each gentle hart desire of honour breeds.”
― Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene, Book Three

“Perhaps I was too saucy”
― Benjamin Franklin, The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin