Proper Deformity Shows Not In The Fiend

Better A Witty Fool Than A Foolish Wit.

This We Prescribe, Though No Physician; Deep Malice Makes Too Deep Incision; Forget, Forgive; Conclude And Be Agreed; Our Doctors Say This Is No Month To Bleed.

Words Are Easy, Like The Wind; Faithful Friends Are Hard To Find.

I'll Make My Heaven In A Lady's Lap

The Southern Wind Doth Play The Trumpet To His Purposes; And, By His Hollow Whistling In The Leaves, Foretells A Tempest And A Blustering Day.