Enough 's As Good As A Feast.

For One Heat, All Know, Doth Drive Out Another, One Passion Doth Expel Another Still.

Words Writ In Waters.

Blood, Though It Sleep A Time, Yet Never Dies. The Gods On Murtherers Fix Revengeful Eyes.

He That Shuns Trifles Must Shun The World.

Who To Himself Is Law No Law Doth Need; Offends None And Is King Indeed.