The Devil Knew What He Did When

I Almost Die For Food, And Let Me Have It!

Lord, Lord, How Subject We Old Men Are To This Vice Of Lying!

All Is Well Ended, If The Suit Be Won.

Benvolio: What Sadness Lengthens Romeo's Hours? Romeo: Not Having That, Which, Having, Makes Them Short.

Right Joyous Are We To Behold Your Face, Most Worthy Brother England; Fairly Met!