Something Is Rotten In The State Of

Do Not Plunge Thyself Too Far In Anger.

The Fortune Of Us That Are The Moon's Men Doth Ebb And Flow Like The Sea, Being Governed, As The Sea Is, By The Moon.

Your Wisdom Is Consum'd In Confidence. Do Not Go Forth To-day.

I Hold The World But As The World, Gratiano!

A Man May See How This World Goes With No Eyes. Look With Thine Ears: See How Yond Justice Rails Upon Yon Simple Thief. Hark, In Thine Ear: Change Places; And, Handy-dandy, Which Is The Justice, Which Is The Thief?