Vent
My tongue will tell the anger of my heart,
Or else my heart, concealing it, will break.
–Taming of the Shrew,
Act IV, Scene iii

My tongue will tell the anger of my heart,
Or else my heart, concealing it, will break.
–Taming of the Shrew,
Act IV, Scene iii

‘Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.
-Pericles,
Act I, Scene ii

Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end;
Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend.
—Richard III,
Act IV, Scene iv

Where words are scarce,
they are seldom spent in vain.
^Richard II,
Act II, Scene i

For now I stand as one upon a rock
Environed with a wilderness of sea,
Who marks the waxing tide grow wave by wave…
–Titus Andronicus,
Act III, Scene i

Thus we play the fools with the time,
and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us.
–Henry IV Part 2,
Act II Scene ii

Those wicked creatures yet do look well-favour’d
When others are more wicked; not being the worst
Stands in some rank of praise.
–King Lear,
Act II, Scene iv