All Offences Come From The Heart.

My Heart Laments That Virtue Cannot Live Out Of The Teeth Of Emulation.

I Am One, My Liege, Whom The Vile Blows And Buffets Of The World Have So Incensed That I Am Reckless What I Do To Spite The World.

The Cunning Livery Of Hell.

O Tiger's Heart Wrapped In A Woman's Hide!

There Is Nothing In The World So Much Like Prayer As Music Is. ~william Shakespeare