Do not spread the compost on the weeds.

“The time is out of joint—O cursèd spite,That ever I was born to set it right!”

“Teach not thy lip such scorn, for it was made For kissing, lady, not for such c…”

“When remedies are past, the griefs are endedBy seeing the worst, which late on …”

“Why, then the world ’s mine oyster,Which I with sword will open.”