Be Checked For Silence, But Never Taxed

Infirm Of Purpose! Give Me The Daggers: The Sleeping And The Dead Are But As Pictures: ‘tis The Eye Of Childhood That Fears A Painted Devil

Good God, The Souls Of All My Tribe Defend From Jealousy!

For To Be Wise And Love Exceeds Man's Might.

The Thane Of Cawdor Lives, A Prosperous Gentleman; And To Be King Stands Not Within The Prospect Of Belief, No More Than To Be Cawdor.

Love Is Blind, It Stops Lovers Seeing The Silly Things They Do.