What E'er Thou Art, Act Well Thy

What The Great Ones Do, The Less Will Prattle Of

All The World's A Stage.

Whether 'tis Nobler In The Mind To Suffer The Slings And Arrows Of Outrageous Fortune, Or To Take Arms Against A Sea Of Troubles, And By Opposing End Them?

Light Vanity, Insatiate Cormorant, Consuming Means, Soon Preys Upon Itself.

The Golden Age Is Before Us, Not Behind Us.