I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.
Having nothing, nothing can he lose.
You'll rue the time That clogs me with this answer.
Pour on, I will endure.
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud.
Hamlet. To be, or not to be—that is the question; Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them?