Sweetest Nut Hath Sourest Rind.

By Heaven, My Soul Is Purg'd From Grudging Hate; And With My Hand I Seal My True Heart's Love

The Wound Of Peace Is Surety, Surety Secure.

Be Not Afraid Of Greatness.

This Is The Very Ecstasy Of Love, Whose Violent Property Ordoes Itself And Leads The Will To Desperate Undertakings.

Who Can Control His Fate?