He Was Ever Precise In Promise-keeping.

My Tongue Will Tell The Anger Of My Heart, Or Else My Heart Concealing It Will Break.

I Hold The World But As The World, Gratiano!

The Day Shall Not Be Up So Soon As I, To Try The Fair Adventure Of Tomorrow.

Melancholy Is The Nurse Of Frenzy.

What Fates Impose, That Men Must Needs Abide; It Boots Not To Resist Both Wind And Tide.