Plenty And Peace Breed Cowards;

This Look Of Thine Will Hurl My Soul From Heaven.

I Have No Other But A Woman's Reason: I Think Him So, Because I Think Him So.

He That Sleeps Feels Not The Tooth-ache

Hast Any Philosophy In Thee Shepherd? .• • • • . . . He That Wants Money, Means And Content, Is Without Three Good Friends; That The Property Of Rain Is To Wet And Fire To Burn; That Good Pasture Makes Fat Sheep, And A Great Cause Of The Night Is Lack Of The Sun; That He That Hath Learned No Wit By Nature Nor Art May Complain Of Good Breeding Or Comes Of A Very Dull Kindred.

Men Of Few Words Are The Best Men." (3.2.41)