How Well He's Read, To Reason Against

The Devil Can Cite Scripture For His Purpose.

Loathsome Canker Lives In Sweetest Bud.

Did He So Often Lodge In Open Field, In Winter's Cold And Summer's Parching Heat, To Conquer France, His True Inheritance?

Thou Whoreson Zed! Thou Unnecessary Letter! My Lord, If You Will Give Me Leave, I Will Tread This Unbolted Villain Into Mortar, And Daub The Wall Of A Jakes With Him. *all Cheer For Shakespearean Insults*

God, The Best Maker Of All Marriages, Combine Your Hearts Into One.