Strikes Deeper, Grows With More

To Thine Own Self Be True, And It Must Follow, As The Night The Day, Thou Canst Not Then Be False To Any Man.

All Is Well Ended, If The Suit Be Won.

Men Should Be What They Seem.

Light Boats Sail Swift, Though Greater Hulks Draw Deep.

My Joy Is Death- Death, At Whose Name I Oft Have Been Afeard, Because I Wish'd This World's Eternity.