Love Is Familiar. Love Is A Devil.

As He Was Valiant, I Honour Him. But As He Was Ambitious, I Slew Him.

Men So Noble, However Faulty, Yet Should Find Respect For What They Have Been: 'tis A Cruelty To Load A Falling Man.

Friendship Is Full Of Dregs.

In A False Quarrel There Is No True Valor.

Give Me Mine Angle, We'll To Th' River: There, My Music Playing Far Off, I Will Betray Tawny-finned Fishes. My Bended Hook Shall Pierce Their Slimy Jaws; And As I Draw Them Up, I'll Think Them Every One An Antony, And Say, 'ah, Ha! Are Caught!'