Abandon All Remorse; On Horror's Head Horrors

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

O, I Have Suffered With Those That I Saw Suffer!

Lords, Knights And Gentlemen, What I Should Say My Tears Gainsay; For Every Word I Speak, Ye See I Drink The Water Of My Eye.

Lovers And Madmen Have Such Seething Brains Such Shaping Fantasies, That Apprehend More Than Cool Reason Ever Comprehends.

What's Done Cannot Be Undone. To Bed, To Bed, To Bed.