Ah, she doth teach the torches to burn bright, it seems she hangs against the cheek of night like a rich jewel from an Ethiope's ear, beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.

“Bad is the world, and all will come to naughtwhen such ill-dealing must be seen…”

“Nor are those empty-hearted whose low sound reverbs no hollowness.”

“Woe, destruction, ruin, and decay; the worst is death and death will have his d…”

“Worthy Timon,--TIMON Of none but such as you, and you of Timon.”