But Love Is Blind And Lovers Cannot

There Is Flattery In Friendship.

I Think The Devil Will Not Have Me Damned, Lest The Oil That's In Me Should Set Hell On Fire.

Men At Sometime Are The Masters Of Their Fate.

The Heart Hath Treble Wrong When It Is Barr'd The Aidance Of The Tongue.

Polonius: What Do You Read, My Lord? Hamlet: Words, Words, Words.