Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
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Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

Great wit to madness sure is near allied,
And thin partitions do their bounds divide.

Great wit to madness sure is near allied,
And thin partitions do their bounds divide.

Anger should never appear in awarding punishment.

Anger should never appear in awarding punishment.

He that hath the grace of God, hath wealth enough.

He that hath the grace of God, hath wealth enough.

To the inexperienced it is a pleasant thing to court the favour
of the great; an experienced man fears read more

To the inexperienced it is a pleasant thing to court the favour
of the great; an experienced man fears it.

Then happy those, beloved of heaven,
To whom the mingled cup is given;
Whose lenient sorrow find read more

Then happy those, beloved of heaven,
To whom the mingled cup is given;
Whose lenient sorrow find relief,
Whose joys are chastened by their grief.

He who sounds his own trumpet will soon find plenty to laugh at
him.

He who sounds his own trumpet will soon find plenty to laugh at
him.

A City that parlies is half gotten.

A City that parlies is half gotten.

With but a plank between them and their fate.

With but a plank between them and their fate.