Et Tu Brute! (you Too, Brutus!)

Love Moderately; Long Love Doth So; Too Swift Arrives As Tardy As Too Slow.

Fight Valiantly To-day; And Yet I Do Thee Wrong To Mind Thee Of It, For Thou Art Framed Of The Firm Truth Of Valor.

Now I Will Believe That There Are Unicorns.

To Be, Or Not To Be, That Is The Question.

Let Never Day Nor Night Unhallowed Pass, But Still Remember What The Lord Hath Done.