I Can No Longer Live By Thinking.

Heat Not A Furnace For Your Foe So Hot That It Do Singe Yourself.

Know My Name Is Lost, By Treason's Tooth Bare-gnawn And Canker-bit; Yet Am I Noble As The Adversary I Come To Cope.

They Say Best Men Are Molded Out Of Faults, And, For The Most, Become Much More The Better For Being A Little Bad

Never, Never, Never, Never, Never! Pray You, Undo This Button.

Give Thy Thoughts No Tongue.