Spirits Are Not Finely Touched But To

Let Never Day Nor Night Unhallowed Pass, But Still Remember What The Lord Hath Done.

And Gentlemen In England Now-a-bed Shall Think Themselves Accurs'd They Were Not Here, And Hold Their Manhoods Cheap Whiles Any Speaks That Fought With Us Upon Saint Crispin's Day.

And Ruin`d Love When It Is Built Anew, Grows Fairer Than At First, More Strong, Far Greater

The World Is Not Thy Friend, Nor The World's Law. - Romeo

Lord, I Could Not Endure A Husband With A Beard On His Face! I Had Rather Lie In The Woolen.