My salad days, when I was green in judgment.
The game is up.
To mourn a mischief that is past and gone is the next way to draw new mischief on
The robbed that smiles steals something from the thief
Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look; He thinks too much: such men are dangerous
For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men
Of all base passions, fear is the most accursed
Small things make base men proud
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; The thief doth fear each bush an officer
Delays have dangerous ends
Rio Aubry Taylor presents LIGHTRIOT 