He Lives In Fame That Died In

Get Thee To A Nunnery.

If Chance Will Have Me King, Why, Chance May Crown Me.

I Can Counterfeit The Deep Tragedian; Speak And Look Back, And Pry On Every Side, Tremble And Start, At Wagging Of A Straw, Intending Deep Suspicion.

Sometimes, Less Is More.

When He Is Best, He Is A Little Worse Than A Man; And When He Is Worst, He Is Little Better Than A Beast.