Heaven Truly Knows That Thou Art False

That If You Be Honest And Fair, Your Honesty Should Admit No Discourse To Your Beauty.

We Make Trifles Of Terrors, Ensconcing Ourselves Into Seeming Knowledge, When We Should Submit Ourselves To An Unknown Fear.

There Are A Sort Of Men, Whose Visages Do Cream And Mantle, Like A Standing Pond; And Do A Willful Stillness Entertain, With Purpose To Be Dressed In An Opinion Of Wisdom, Gravity Profound Conceit; As Who Should Say, I Am Sir Oracle, And When I Ope My Lips, Let No Dog Bark!

Some Are Born Great, Some Achieve Greatness, And Some Have Greatness Thrust Upon Them.

The Worm Is Not To Be Trusted.