You Speak An Infinite Deal

April ... Hath Put A Spirit Of Youth In Everything.

A Friend Should Bear His Friend's Infirmities.

Though Justice Be Thy Plea Consider This, That In The Course Of Justice None Of Us Should See Salvation.

What's In A Name? That Which We Call A Rose By Any Other Name Would Smell As Sweet.

O Thou That Dost Inhabit In My Breast, Leave Not The Mansion So Long Tenantless; Lest, Growing Ruinous, The Building Fall And Leave No Memory Of What It Was!