How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds makes ill deeds done!

You know who you are, but know not who you could be.

As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.

The weight of this sad time we must obey, Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most: we that are young Shall never see so much, nor live so long.

Take but degree away, untune that string, and hark, what discord follows!

All of Creation’s a farce. Man was born as a joke. In his head his reason is buffeted Like wind-blown smoke. Life is a game. Everyone ridicules everyone else. But he who has the last laugh Laughs longest.

So well thy words become thee as thy wounds.