Get Thee A Good Husband, And Use

A Woman Is A Dish For The Gods, If The Devil Dress Her Not.

I Will Despair, And Be At Enmity With Cozening Hope.

But What's So Blessed-fair That Fears No Blot? Thou Mayst Be False, And Yet I Know It Not.

Ross You Must Have Patience, Madam. Lady Macduff He Had None: His Flight Was Madness: When Our Actions Do Not, Our Fears Do Make Us Traitors.

There Is Not One Wise Man In Twenty That Will Praise Himself.