Make Not Your Thoughts Your Prisons.

Glendower: I Can Call The Spirits From The Vasty Deep. Hotspur: Why, So Can I, Or So Can Any Man; But Will They Come, When You Do Call For Them?

Whether 'tis Nobler In The Mind To Suffer The Slings And Arrows Of Outrageous Fortune, Or To Take Arms Against A Sea Of Troubles, And By Opposing End Them?

Justice Always Whirls In Equal Measure.

The Golden Age Is Before Us, Not Behind Us.

He Was A Man, Take Him For All In All, I Shall Not Look Upon His Like Again.