Honour Is Purchas'd By The Deeds We

Was This The Face That Launched A Thousand Ships, And Burnt The Topless Towers Of Ileum?

O, Thou Art Fairer Than The Evening Air Clad In The Beauty Of A Thousand Stars.

I'm Armed With More Than Complete Steel, - The Justice Of My Quarrel.

What Art Thou Faustus, But A Man Condemned To Die?

Excess Of Wealth Is Cause Of Covetousness.