Get Thee To A Nunnery.

When Our Actions Do Not, Our Fears Make Us Traitors.

You Are Not Worth Another Word, Else I'd Call You Knave.

When Workmen Strive To Do Better Than Well, They Do Confound Their Skill In Covetousness.

Most Dear Actors, Eat No Onions Nor Garlic, For We Are To Utter Sweet Breath.

Do Thou Amend Thy Face, And I'll Amend My Life.