Though Yet Of Hamlet Our Dear Brother's

Scarce Can I Speak, My Choler Is So Great. Oh! I Could Hew Up Rocks, And Fight With Flint.

No, No, I Am But Shadow Of Myself: You Are Deceived, My Substance Is Not Here.

The Devil Is A Gentleman.

All Places That The Eye Of Heaven Visits Are To A Wise Man Ports And Happy Havens. Teach Thy Necessity To Reason Thus; There Is No Virtue Like Necessity.

Demand Me Nothing: What You Know, You Know.