A Woman Is A Dish For The

Cannot You Tell That? Every Fool Can Tell That. It Was The Very Day That Young Hamlet Was Born, He That Is Mad And Sent Into England." "ay, Marry, Why Was He Sent Into England?" "why, Because He Was Mad. He Shall Recover His Wits There, Or, If He Do Not, It's No Great Matter There." "why?" "'twill Not Be Seen In Him There. There The Men Are As Mad As He.

Sir, In My Heart There Was A Kind Of Fighting That Would Not Let Me Sleep.

Let Us Not Burden Our Remembrances With A Heaviness That's Gone.

You Have Lost No Reputation At All, Unless You Repute Yourself Such A Loser.

Art Made Tongue-tied By Authority.