More Fools Know Jack Fool Than Jack

Good With Out Evil Is Like Light With Out Darkness Which In Turn Is Like Righteousness Whith Out Hope.

Care Is No Cure, But Rather Corrosive, For Things That Are Not To Be Remedied.

If I Were A Woman I Would Kiss As Many Of You As Had Beards That Pleased Me, Complexions That Liked Me And Breaths That I Defied Not

Sigh No More Ladies, Sigh No More, Men Were Deceivers Ever

I Have Seen Roses Damask'd, Red And White, But No Such Roses See I In Her Cheeks.