So many horrid Ghosts.
To be furious, is to be frighted out of fear.
Love will not be spurred to what it loathes
O serpent heart hid with a flowering face! Did ever a dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant, feind angelical, dove feather raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of devinest show, just opposite to what thou justly seemest - A dammed saint, an honourable villain!
You abilities are too infant-like for doing much alone.
We cannot all be masters, nor all masters Cannot be truly followed.