You Are A Tedious Fool.

The Wound Of Peace Is Surety, Surety Secure; But Modest Doubt Is Called The Beacon Of The Wise, The Tent That Searches To Th' Bottom Of The Worst.

Think'st Thou I'd Make A Life Of Jealousy, To Follow Still The Changes Of The Moon With Fresh Suspicions? No; To Be Once In Doubt Is Once To Be Resolved.

Thou Shalt Be Both The Plaintiff And The Judge Of Thine Own Cause.

We May Outrun By Violent Swiftness And Lose By Over-running.

Some There Be That Shadows Kiss; Such Have But A Shadow's Bliss.