Sufferance Is The Badge Of All Our

To Wilful Men, The Injuries That They Themselves Procure Must Be Their Schoolmasters.

I Do Not Seek To Quench Your Love's Hot Fire, But Qualify The Fire's Extreme Rage, Lest It Should Burn Above The Bounds Of Reason.

Hate Pollutes The Mind.

Men Are April When They Woo, December When They Wed.

There Is A Tide In The Affairs Of Men