His Heart As Far From Fraud As

I'll Say She Looks As Clear As Morning Roses Newly Washed With Dew.

Gratiano Speaks An Infinite Deal Of Nothing, More Than Any Man In All Venice. His Reasons Are As Two Grains Of Wheat Hid In Two Bushels Of Chaff: You Shall Seek All Day Ere You Find Them, And When You Have Them, They Are Not Worth The Search.

Live How We Can, Yet Die We Must.

He Hath Eaten Me Out Of House And Home.

There Is No Terror, Cassius, In Your Threats, For I Am Armed So Strong In Honesty That They Pass By Me As The Idle Wind