Ambition, The Soldier's Virtue.

For There's No Motion That Tends To Vice In Man, But I Affirm It Is The Woman's Part.

One Sees More Devils Than Vast Hell Can Hold

This Goodly Frame, The Earth, Seems To Me A Sterile Promontory.

To Have Seen Much And To Have Nothing Is To Have Rich Eyes And Poor Hands.

My Conscience Hath A Thousand Several Tongues, And Every Tongue Brings In A Several Tale, And Every Tale Condemns Me For A Villain. Perjury, Perjury, In The High'st Degree; Murder, Stern Murder In The Dir'st Degree, Throng To The Bar, Crying All, 'guilty!, Guilty!