Kindness Nobler Ever Than Revenge.

They Are In The Very Wrath Of Love, And They Will Go Together. Clubs Cannot Part Them

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

Awake, Dear Heart, Awake. Thou Hast Slept Well. Awake.

And Oftentimes, To Win Us To Our Harm, The Instruments Of Darkness Tell Us Truths, Win Us With Honest Trifles, To Betray's In Deepest Consequence

Hamlet: Lady, Shall I Lie In Your Lap? Ophelia: No, My Lord. Hamlet: Did You Think I Meant Country Matters? Ophelia: I Think Nothing, My Lord. Hamlet: That's A Fair Thought To Lie Between Maids' Legs. Ophelia: What Is, My Lord? Hamlet: Nothing.