Confusion Now Hath Made His Masterpiece.

If It Be True That Good Wine Needs No Bush, 'tis True That A Good Play Needs No Epilogue.

God Shall Be My Hope, My Stay, My Guide And Lantern To My Feet.

Every Offense Is Not A Hate At First.

I Wish You Well And So I Take My Leave, I Pray You Know Me When We Meet Again.

Honor's Thought Reigns Solely In The Breast Of Every Man.