Good counselors lack no clients.

And by that destiny to perform an act Whereof what's past is prologue, what to come In yours and my discharge.

That which ordinary men are fit for, I am qualified in. and the best of me is diligence.

Tis a blushing shame-faced spirit that mutinies in a man's bosom. It fills a man full of obstacles. It made me once restore a purse of gold that (by chance) I found. It beggars any man that keeps it.

Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather the multitudinous seas incarnadine, making the green one red.

Love for thy love , and hand for hand I give.

A light heart lives long.