Friendship's Full Of Dregs.

Love's Fire Heats Water, Water Cools Not Love.

Pardon, Gentles All, The Flat Unraised Spirits That Have Dared On This Unworthy Scaffold To Bring Forth So Great An Object.

To Gild Refined Gold, To Paint The Lily... Is Wasteful And Ridiculous Excess

We Have Seen Better Days.

Doubting Things Go Ill Often Hurts More Than To Be Sure They Do; For Certainties Either Are Past Remedies, Or, Timely Knowing, The Remedy Then Born.