To Go To Bed After Midnight Is

Two Households, Both Alike In Dignity In Fair Verona, Where We Lay Our Scene From Ancient Grudge Break To New Mutiny Where Civil Blood Makes Civil Hands Unclean. From Forth The Fatal Loins Of These Two Foes A Pair Of Star-cross'd Lovers Take Their Life Whose Misadventured Piteous Overthrows Do With Their Death Bury Their Parents' Strife.

An Honest Man, Sir, Is Able To Speak For Himself, When A Knave Is Not.

Man, Proud Man, Drest In A Little Brief Authority, Most Ignorant Of What He's Most Assured.

Bad Is The Trade That Must Play Fool To Sorrow, Ang'ring Itself And Others.

To Gild Refined Gold, To Paint The Lily... Is Wasteful And Ridiculous Excess