Boldness Be My Friend.

How Much Better Is It To Weep At Joy Than To Joy At Weeping?

The Thane Of Cawdor Lives, A Prosperous Gentleman; And To Be King Stands Not Within The Prospect Of Belief, No More Than To Be Cawdor.

As A Walled Town Is More Worthier Than A Village, So Is The Forehead Of A Married Man More Honorable Than The Bare Brow Of A Bachelor.

But Thy Eternal Summer Shall Not Fade.

When The Mind's Free, The Body's Delicate.