Romeo, Romeo, Wherefore Art Thou Romeo?

Your Bait Of Falsehood Takes This Carp Of Truth.

Yet Who Would Have Thought The Old Man To Have Had So Much Blood In Him? - Lady Macbeth

Rest You Fair, Good Signior; Your Worship Was The Last Man In Our Mouths.

Be Just, And Fear Not.

We Know What We Are, But Know Not What We May Be.