Zounds! I Was Never So Bethumped With

This Was The Noblest Roman Of Them All. All The Conspirators, Save Only He,did That They Did In Envy Of Caesar;he Only, In A General Honest Thoughtand Common Good To All, Made One Of Them. His Life Was Gentle, And The Elementsso Mixd In Him That Nature Might Stand Upand Say To All The World, This Was A Man!

We Do Not Keep The Outward Form Of Order, Where There Is Deep Disorder In The Mind.

My Crown Is In My Heart, Not On My Head; Not Decked With Diamonds And Indian Stones, Nor To Be Seen: My Crown Is Called Content, A Crown It Is That Seldom Kings Enjoy.

Love Sees With The Heart And Not With Mind.

To Be In Anger Is Impiety, But Who Is Man That Is Not Angry?