Inquisitiveness Is An Uncomely Guest.

A Popular License Is Indeed The Many-headed Tyrant.

Those Lovers Scorn Whom That Love Doth Possess? Do They Call Virtue There Ungratefulness?

Ring Out Your Bells! Let Mourning Show Be Spread! For Love Is Dead.

Whatever Comes Out Of Despair Cannot Bear The Title Of Valor, Which Should Be Lifted Up To Such A Height That Holding All Things Under Itself, It Should Be Able To Maintain Its Greatness, Even In The Midst Of Miseries.

In The Clear Mind Of Virtue Treason Can Find No Hiding-place.