I Am Not In The Giving Vein

Poise The Cause In Justice's Equal Scales, Whose Beam Stands Sure, Whose Rightful Cause Prevails.

I Have More Care To Stay Than Will To Go.

What, My Dear Lady Disdain! Are You Yet Living? Beatrice: Is It Possible Disdain Should Die While She Hath Such Meet Food To Feed It As Signior Benedick?

Out, Out, Brief Candle! Life's But A Walking Shadow.

Is It Possible That Love Should Of A Sudden Take Such A Hold?