Time's The King Of Men; He's Both

We Must Not Make A Scarecrow Of The Law, Setting It Up To Fear The Birds Of Prey, And Let It Keep One Shape Till Custom Make It Their Perch, And Not Their Terror.

Love's Fire Heats Water, Water Cools Not Love.

Look, What A Horse Should Have He Did Not Lack, Save A Proud Rider On His Back.

To Die, To Sleep - To Sleep, Perchance To Dream - Ay, There's The Rub, For In This Sleep Of Death What Dreams May Come.

Have You Not Heard It Said Full Oft, A Woman's Nay Doth Stand For Naught?