O War! Thou Son Of Hell!

Tis Beauty That Doth Oft Make Women Proud; But, God He Knows, Thy Share Thereof Is Small.

I Would We Were All Of One Mind, And One Mind Good.

If You Spend Word For Word With Me, I Shall Make Your Wit Bankrupt.

Your Gentleness Shall Force More Than Your Force Move Us To Gentleness.

See The Minutes, How They Run, How Many Make The Hour Full Complete; How Many Hours Bring About The Day; How Many Days Will Finish Up The Year; How Many Years A Mortal Man May Live.