The Wounds Invisible That Love's Keen Arrows

Life's But A Walking Shadow, A Poor Player, That Struts And Frets His Hour Upon The Stage, And Then Is Heard No More; It Is A Tale Told By An Idiot, Full Of Sound And Fury, Signifying Nothing.

On The Bat’s Back I Do Fly After Summer Merrily.

A Young Man Married Is A Man That's Marred.

Hamlet [...] We Fat All Creatures Else To Fat Us, And We Fat Ourselves For Maggots. Your Fat King And Your Lean Beggar Is But Variable Service, Two Dishes, But To One Table; That's The End. Claudius Alas, Alas. Hamlet A Man May Fish With The Worm That Hath Eat Of A King, And Eat Of The Fish That Hath Fed Of That Worm. Claudius What Dost Thou Mean By This? Hamlet Nothing But To Show You How A King May Go A Progress Through The Guts Of A Beggar.

Oft Expectation Fails, And Most Oft There Where Most It Promises; And Oft It Hits Where Hope Is Coldest, And Despair Most Fits.