Get Thee To A Nunnery.

As Flies To Wanton Boys, Are We To The Gods; They Kill Us For Their Sport.

Things Are Often Spoke And Seldom Meant.

This World Is Not For Aye, Nor 'tis Not Strange That Even Our Loves Should With Our Fortunes Change, For 'tis A Question Left Us Yet To Prove, Whether Love Lead Fortune, Or Else Fortune Love.

Trust Not Your Daughter's Minds By What You See Them Act.

Forget, Forgive; Conclude, And Be Agreed.