Season Your Admiration For A While.

Romeo To Balthasar But If Thou, Jealous, Dost Return To Pry In What I Further Shall Intend To Do, By Heaven, I Will Tear Thee Joint By Joint And Strew This Hungry Churchyard With Thy Limbs: The Time And My Intents Are Savage-wild, More Fierce And More Inexorable Far Than Empty Tigers Or The Roaring Sea.

Hanging And Wiving Goes By Destiny.

Many A Good Hanging Prevents A Bad Marriage.

The Miserable Have No Other Medicine But Only Hope.

Words Pay No Debts, Give Her Deeds.