I Am More Afraid Of

Must! Is Must A Word To Be Addressed To Princes? Little Man, Little Man! Thy Father, If He Had Been Alive, Durst Not Have Used That Word.

I Have Never Been Able To Be So Allured By The Prospect Of Advantages Or So Terrified By Misfortunes, Swayed By Honours Or Fettered By Affection, Nay Not Even So Smitten By The Fear Of Death, As To Enter Upon Marriage.

Words Are Leaves, The Substance Consists Of Deeds, Which Are The True Fruits Of A Good Tree.

[to Edward De Vere, Earl Of Oxford, On His Return From Self-imposed Exile, Occasioned By The Embarrassing Flatulence He Had Experienced In The Presence Of The Queen:] My Lord, I Had Forgot The Fart.

The Stone Often Recoils On The Head Of The Thrower.