Wine Loved I Deeply, Dice Dearly.

If You Love An Addle Egg As Well As You Love An Idle Head, You Would Eat Chickens I' Th' Shell.

My Heart Is Ever At Your Service.

Double, Double, Toil And Trouble; Fire Burn, And Cauldron Bubble!

Romeo: Courage, Man; The Hurt Cannot Be Much. Mercutio: No, 'tis Not So Deep As A Well, Nor So Wide As A Church-door; But 'tis Enough, 'twill Serve. Ask For Me Tomorrow, And You Shall Find Me A Grave Man.

For Who So Firm That Cannot Be Seduced?