Give me that man that is not passion's slave, and I will wear him in my heart's core, in my heart of heart, as I do thee.

Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge, That no king can corrupt.

O thou that dost inhabit in my breast, leave not the mansion so long tenantless; lest, growing ruinous, the building fall and leave no memory of what it was!

We do pray for mercy, and that same prayer doth teach us all to render the deeds of mercy.

Don't trust the person who has broken faith once.

Liberty plucks justice by the nose; The baby beats the nurse, and quite athwart Goes all decorum.

What's brave, what's noble, let's do it after the Roman fashion.