Romeo, Romeo, Wherefore Art Thou Romeo?

Celebrity Is Never More Admired Than By The Negligent.

They Say Miracles Are Past.

Pray, Do Not Mock Me. I Am A Very Foolish Fond Old Man, Fourscore And Upward, Not An Hour More Nor Less; And, To Deal Plainly, I Fear I Am Not In My Perfect Mind.

A Good Wit Will Make Use Of Anything.

Lay Not That Flattering Unction To Your Soul, That Not Your Trespass But My Madness Speaks.