Thou Ominous And Fearful Owl Of Death.

There's Never A Villain Dwelling In All Denmark But He's An Arrant Knave.

The Good I Stand On Is My Truth And Honesty.

My Father Compounded With My Mother Under The Dragon's Tail, And My Nativity Was Under Ursa Major, So That It Follows, I Am Roughand Lecherous. Tut, I Should Have Been That I Am, Had The Maidenliest Star In The Firmament Twinkled On My Bastardizing.

I Would Challenge You To A Battle Of Wits, But I See You Are Unarmed!

Bid The Dishonest Man Mend Himself; If He Mend, He Is No Longer Dishonest.