We Are Time's Subjects, And Time Bids

My Noble Father, I Do Perceive Here A Divided Duty. To You I Am Bound For Life And Education. My Life And Education Both Do Learn Me How To Respect You. You Are The Lord Of My Duty, I Am Hitherto Your Daughter. But Here’s My Husband, And So Much Duty As My Mother Showed To You, Preferring You Before Her Father, So Much I Challenge That I May Profess Due To The Moor My Lord.

All's Well That Ends Well; Still The Fine's The Crown. Whate'er The Course, The End Is The Renown.

The Will Is Deaf And Hears No Heedful Friends.

Virtue Itself Turns Vice, Being Misapplied, And Vice Sometime By Action Dignified.

What's Hecuba To Him, Or He To Hecuba, That He Should Weep For Her?