Hardness Ever Of Hardness Is Mother.

Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?

This Is The Very Coinage Of Your Brain: This Bodiless Creation Ecstasy.

If Ever Thou Be'st Bound In Thy Scarf And Beaten, Thou Shalt Find What It Is To Be Proud Of Thy Bondage.

Your Date Is Better In Your Pie And Your Porridge Than In Your Cheek.

Beware Of Entrance To A Quarrel, But, Being In, Bear T That Th' Opposed May Beware Of Thee.