Every Man Has His Fault, And Honesty

To Thine Own Self Be True, And It Must Follow, As The Night The Day, Thou Canst Not Then Be False To Any Man.

Spirits Are Not Finely Touched But To Fine Issues.

The Mightier Man, The Mightier Is The Thing That Makes Him Honored Or Begets Him Hate; For Greatest Scandal Waits On Greatest State.

Tis In Ourselves That We Are Thus Or Thus. Our Bodies Are Our Gardens To The Which Our Wills Are Gardeners.

Discuss Unto Me: Art Thou Officer, Or Art Thou Base, Common, And Popular?