How Much An Ill Word May Empoison

Men Must Endure Their Going Hence, Even As Their Coming Hither. Ripeness Is All.

The Very Substance Of The Ambitious Is Merely The Shadow Of A Dream.

No .... Holy Father, Throw Away That Thought. Believe Not That The Dribbling Dart Of Love Can Pierce A Complete Bosom.

Out, Damned Spot! Out, I Say! One: Two: Why, Then 'tis Time To Do't. Hell Is Murky!

We See Which Way The Stream Of Time Doth Run.