Speak On, But Be Not Over-tedious.

Trust Not Your Daughter's Minds By What You See Them Act.

It Is War's Prize To Take All Vantages; And Ten To One Is No Impeach Of Valor.

Do You Bite Your Thumb At Us, Sir?

Foolery, Sir, Does Walk About The Orb Like The Sun; It Shines Everywhere.

Out, Damned Spot! Out, I Say! One: Two: Why, Then 'tis Time To Do't. Hell Is Murky!