Brevity Is The Soul Of Wit.

I Hold My Peace, Sir? No; No, I Will Speak As Liberal As The North; Let Heaven And Men And Devils, Let Them All, All, All, Cry Shame Against Me, Yet I'll Speak.

How Easy It Is For The Proper-false In Woman's Waxen Hearts To Set Their Forms!

More Can I Bear Than You Dare Execute.

Fruits That Blossom First Will First Be Ripe.

As In A Theatre, The Eyes Of Men, After A Well-graced Actor Leaves The Stage, Are Idly Bent On Him That Enters Next.