A Poor Thing, Perhaps, But My Own.

Come Give Us A Taste Of Your Quality.

A Man Should Be What He Seems.

Man, Proud Man, Drest In A Little Brief Authority, Most Ignorant Of What He's Most Assur D, Glassy Essence, Like An Angry Ape, Plays Such Fantastic Tricks Before High Heaven, As Make The Angels Weep.

There's No Better Sign Of A Brave Mind Than A Hard Hand.

I Have Sounded The Very Base-string Of Humility.