I Myself Am Best When Least In

But No Perfection Is So Absolute, That Some Impurity Doth Not Pollute.

What's Done Is Done. The Joy Is In The Doing.

In Thee Thy Mother Dies, Our Household's Name, My Death's Revenge, Thy Youth, And England's Fame.

If We Are True To Ourselves, We Can Not Be False To Anyone.

The Seeming Truth Which Cunning Times Put On To Entrap The Wisest.