He Must Needs Go That The Devil

Beauty Lives With Kindness.

Time Be Thine, And Thy Best Graces Spend It At Thy Will.

Love All. Trust A Few. Do Wrong To None. This Above All: To Thine Own Self Be True. No Legacy Is So Rich As Honesty. Brevity Is The Soul Of Wit

You Common Cry Of Curs! Whose Breath I Hate As Reek O' The Rotten Fens, Whose Loves I Prize As The Dead Carcasses Of Unburied Men That Do Corrupt My Air, I Banish You; And Here Remain With Your Uncertainty!

Then Come Kiss Me, Sweet And Twenty.