Scorn, At First, Makes After-love The More.

Then With The Losers Let It Sympathize, For Nothing Can Seem Foul To Those That Win.

There Is No Vice So Simple But Assumes Some Mark Of Virtue On His Outward Parts.

I Feel Within Me A Peace Above All Earthly Dignities, A Still And Quiet Conscience.

And Nature Must Obey Necessity.

What Sadness Lengthens Romeo’s Hours?