Danger, The Spur Of All

Flatterers Look Like Friends, As Wolves Like Dogs.

Perfect Happiness, By Princes Sought, Is Not With Birth Born, Nor Exchequers Bought.

Blood, Though It Sleep A Time, Yet Never Dies. The Gods On Murtherers Fix Revengeful Eyes.

Fair Words Never Hurt The Tongue.

Tis Immortality To Die Aspiring.