It Is Not Enough To Speak, But

Speak What We Feel, Not What We Ought To Say.

He Is Not Great Who Is Not Greatly Good.

Twas Never Merry World Since Lowly Feigning Was Called Compliment.

I Pray You, In Your Letters, When You Shall These Unlucky Deeds Relate, Speak Of Me As I Am; Nothing Extenuate, Nor Set Down Aught In Malice. Then Must You Speak Of One That Loved Not Wisely But Too Well; Of One Not Easily Jealous, But Being Wrought, Perplexed In The Extreme. . .

When Law Can Do No Right, Let It Be Lawful That Law Bar No Wrong.