Thou Art The Best O' The Cut-throats

No Place Indeed Should Murder Sanctuarize; Revenge Should Have No Bounds.

If There Be No Great Love In The Beginning, Yet Heaven May Decrease It Upon Better Acquaintance, When We Are Married And Have More Occasion To Know One Another: I Hope, Upon Familiarity Will Grow More Contempt.

If To Do Were As Easy As To Know What Were Good To Do, Chapels Had Been Churches, And Poor Men’s Cottages Princes’ Palaces. It Is A Good Divine That Follows His Own Instructions: I Can Easier Teach Twenty What Were Good To Be Done, Than Be One Of The Twenty To Follow Mine Own Teaching.

And Oft, My Jealousy Shapes Faults That Are Not.

Society Is No Comfort, To One Not Sociable.