Why, This Hath Not A Finger's Dignity.

Civil Dissension Is A Viperous Worm That Gnaws The Bowels Of The Commonwealth.

They That Have Voice Of Lions And Act Of Hares,--are They Not Monsters?

There's Little Of The Melancholy Element In Her, My Lord: She Is Never Sad But When She Sleeps; And Not Ever Sad Then; For I Have Heard My Daughter Say, She Hath Often Dreamt Of Unhappiness, And Waked Herself With Laughing.

Happy Are They That Hear Their Detractions, And Can Put Them To Mending.

A Woman Is A Dish For The Gods, If The Devil Dress Her Not.