Drown Thyself? Drown Cats And Blind Puppies.

Society Is No Comfort, To One Not Sociable.

O Heaven! Were Man, But Constant, He Were Perfect.

When Lenity And Cruelty Play For A Kingdom, The Gentler Gamester Is The Soonest Winner

Well-apparel'd April On The Heel Of Limping Winter Treads.

Between The Acting Of A Dreadful Thing And The First Motion, All The Interim Is Like A Phantasma Or A Hideous Dream.