Some Kinds Of Baseness Are

A Contract Of Eternal Bond Of Love, Confirm'd By Mutual Joinder Of Your Hands, Arrested By The Holy Close Of Lips, Strength'ned By The Interchangement Of Your Rings, And All The Ceremony Of This Compact Seal'd In My Function, By My Testimony.

There Is Nothing Either Good Or Bad But Thinking Makes It So.

Be Not Afraid Of Greatness.

Pray, Love, Remember: And There Is Pansies, That's For Thoughts.

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