Neither A Borrower Nor A Lender Be.

Many Strokes, Though With A Little Axe, Hew Down And Fell The Hardest-timber'd Oak.

Do All Men Kill The Things They Do Not Love ............ The Quality Of Mercy Is Not Strain'd It Droppeth As The Gentle Rain From Heaven Upon The Place Beneath: It Is Twice Blest It Blesseth Him That Gives And Him That Takes

Liberty Plucks Justice By The Nose; The Baby Beats The Nurse, And Quite Athwart Goes All Decorum.

Spirits Are Not Finely Touched But To Fine Issues.

Love Is A Spirit All Compact Of Fire.