Hieronymus!

I was born on the prairies where the wind blew free and there was nothing to break the light of the sun. I was born where there were no enclosures.

While living I want to live well.

- Geronimo
The Seven Deadly Sins and Four Last Things

--Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.

-Shakespeare, "Hamlet"