| A | B |
|---|
| I'll make a ghost of him that lets me. | I'll kill anyone that holds me back. |
| Brevity is the soul of wit. | The essence of wisdom is not talking so much. |
| Ay, there's the rub. | There's the catch. |
| God has given you one face & you make yourselves another. | God creates you with a face; you cover up with makeup. |
| A knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear. | Sly words are never understood by fools. |
| I'll speak daggers to her but use none. | I'll be mean to her but not hurt her. |
| I must be cruel only to be kind. | I need to use tough love. |
| The memory be green. | The memory is fresh. |
