Our Wills And Fates Do So Contrary

He Is The Most Wretched Of Men Who Has Never Felt Adversity.

Things Bad Begun Make Strong Themselves By Ill.

I Say, Without Characters, Fame Lives Long.

Bloody Instructions, Which, Being Taught, Return To Plague The Inventor.

O Faithless Coward! O Dishonest Wretch! Wilt Thou Be Made A Man Out Of My Vice?