Let Every Man Be Master Of His

Words Spoken Can Not Be Recalled So Think Twice Before You Speak.

Fairest Cordelia, That Art Most Rich, Being Poor; Most Choice, Forsaken; And Most Loved, Despised! Thee And Thy Virtues Here I Seize Upon: Be It Lawful I Take Up What's Cast Away. Gods, Gods! 'tis Strange That From Their Cold'st Neglect My Love Should Kindle To Inflamed Respect. Thy Dowerless Daughter, King, Thrown To My Chance, Is Queen Of Us, Of Ours, And Our Fair France: Not All The Dukes Of Waterish Burgundy Can Buy This Unprized Precious Maid Of Me. Bid Them Farewell, Cordelia, Though Unkind: Thou Losest Here, A Better Where To Find.

There Is No More Mercy In Him Than There Is Milk In A Male Tiger.

I Care Not, A Man Can Die But Once; We Owe God And Death.

Love Sees With The Heart And Not With Mind.