My Long Sickness Of Health And Living

O, While You Live, Tell Truth, And Shame The Devil!

All That Glisters Is Not Gold; Often Have You Heard That Told: Many A Man His Life Hath Sold But My Outside To Behold: Gilded Tombs Do Worms Enfold.

One Good Deed Dying Tongueless Slaughters A Thousand Waiting Upon That. Our Praises Are Our Wages.

I Hold The World But As The World, Gratiano!

Thieves For Their Robbery Have Authority When Judges Steal Themselves.