Book: Henry VI

Give birth to a storm of this not every cloud.

Suspicion always lives in the soul of a criminal: each Bush seems a thief a detective.

Strongest armor - valiant heart
And thrice he armed who is right!
But he whose conscience is evil, perverted,
Whether he is clad in armor, still naked.

The glory of the earth - circles on the water,
What constantly spreading, growing,
While in the open water disappears.

Of all the low feelings, fear is the lowest.

The sins of others to judge you so hard rushes,
start with their own and other people do not get.
Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all.