Men In Rage Strike Those That Wish

If We Are Mark'd To Die, We Are Enow To Do Our Country Loss; And If To Live, The Fewer Men, The Greater Share Of Honour. God's Will! I Pray Thee; Wish Not One Man More.

Gloucester, We Have Done Deeds Of Charity, Made Peace Of Enmity, Fair Love Of Hate, Between These Swelling Wrong-incensed Peers.

Learning Is But An Adjunct To Ourself, And Where We Are Our Learning Likewise Is.

I Think Thy Horse Will Sooner Con An Oration Than Thou Learn A Prayer Without Book.

I Am But Mad North-north-west. When The Wind Is Southerly, I Know A Hawk From A Handsaw.