Be Just, And Fear Not.

Wisdom And Fortune Combating Together, If That The Former Dare But What It Can, No Chance May Shake It.

A Golden Mind Stoops Not To Shows Of Dross.

He Must Needs Go That The Devil Drives.

But, Indeed, Words Are Very Rascals, Since Bonds [vows] Disgraced Them." Viola: "thy Reason, Man?" Feste: "troth [truthfully], Sir, I Can Yield You None Without Words, And Words Are Grown So False, I Am Loathe To Prove Reason With Them.

Drown Thyself? Drown Cats And Blind Puppies.