I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion. – William Shakespeare
Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent. – William Shakespeare

I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion. – William Shakespeare
Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent. – William Shakespeare
Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? – William Shakespeare
God has given you one face, and you make yourself another. – William Shakespeare