A Man Loves The Meat In His

For I Can Raise No Money By Vile Means. By Heaven, I Had Rather Coin My Heart, And Drop My Blood For Drachmas

I Shall Laugh Myself To Death At This Puppy-headed Monster!

Some Are Born Great, Some Achieve Greatness, And Some Have Greatness Thrust Upon Them.

What, All So Soon Asleep! I Wish Mine Eyes Would, With Themselves, Shut Up My Thoughts.

Men That Hazard All Do It In Hope Of Fair Advantages: A Golden Mind Stoops Not To Shows Of Dross.