All Offences Come From The Heart.

Our Wills And Fates Do So Contrary Run.

There's Small Choice In Rotten Apples.

O God, That Men Should Put An Enemy In Their Mouths To Steal Away Their Brains!" - Cassio (act Ii, Scene Iii)

Love Is Like A Child, That Longs For Everything It Can Come By

You Are Not Worth Another Word, Else I'd Call You Knave.