Celebrity Is Never More Admired Than By

Our Remedies Oft In Ourselves Do Lie, Which We Ascribe To Heaven.

A Jest's Prosperity Lies In The Ear Of Him That Hears It, Never In The Tongue Of Him That Makes It.

I Hold My Peace, Sir? No; No, I Will Speak As Liberal As The North; Let Heaven And Men And Devils, Let Them All, All, All, Cry Shame Against Me, Yet I'll Speak.

If You Spend Word For Word With Me, I Shall Make Your Wit Bankrupt.

Pardon's The Word To All.