"This above all; to thine own self be true."

"Exceeds man's might: that dwells with the gods above."

"He that dies pays all debts."

"To be now a sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently abeast!"

"Every subject's duty is the King's; but every subject's soul is his own. Therefore, should every soldier in the wars do as every sick man in his bed, wash every mote out of his conscience; and dying so, death is to him advantage; or not dying, the time was blessedly lost wherein such preparation was gained; and in him that escapes, it were no sin to think that, making God so free an offer, He let him outlive the day to see His greatness and to teach others how they should prepare."

"Modest doubt is called the beacon of the wise."

"As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words."

"It is a wise father that knows his own child."

"Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair."

"This is the very ecstasy of love,Whose violent property fordoes itselfAnd leads the will to desperate undertakingsAs oft as any passion under heavenThat does afflict our natures."

"O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world!"

"When sorrows come they come not as single spies But in battalions!"

"Like madness is the glory of this life."

"Conscience doth make cowards of us all."

"Live by the words of intelligence endured..F@&$ IT!"

"Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men.Put out the light, and then put out the light:If I quench thee, thou flaming minister,I can again thy former light restore,Should I repent me: but once put out thy light,Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature,I know not where is that Promethean heatThat can thy light relume."

"The expedition of my violent love outrun the pauser, reason."

"What is a man, if his chief good and market of his time be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, looking before and after, gave us not that capability and god-like reason to fust in us unused."

"Ay me! for aught that I ever could read Could ever hear by tale or history The course of true love never did run smooth."

"In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,For they in thee a thousand errors note; But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise,Who in despite of view is pleased to dote."

"Oh, I am fortune's fool!"

"Each substance of grief hath twenty shadows, which shows like grief itself, but is not so; or sorrow's eye, glazed with blinding tears, divides one thing entire to many objects: like perspectives which, rightly gaz'd upon, show nothing but confusion."

"Turn hell-hound, turn."

"O sleep O gentle sleep Nature's soft nurse."

"There was never yet fair woman but she made mouths in a glass."

"Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness."

"Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly."

"I can call spirits from the vasty deep."Why so can I, or so can any man. But will they come when you do call for them?"

"I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver."

"Pleasure and revenge have ears more deaf than adders to the voice of any true decision."

"Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end."

"All's well that ends well."

"Making night hideous."

"Under the greenwood tree,Who loves to lie with meAnd tune his merry note,Unto the sweet bird's throat;Come hither, come hither, come hither.Here shall he seeNo enemyBut winter and rough weather."

"Nothing in his life became him like leaving it."

"Many strokes though with a little axe Hew down and fell the hardest-timber'd oak."

"O ill-starred wench! Pale as your smock!"

"Ambition should be made of sterner stuff."

"Weaving spiders, come not here, Hence, you long legged spinners, hence! Beetles black, approach not here, worm nor snail, do no offense."

"If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then unto me."

"The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief."

"For I am born to tame you, Kate,And bring you from a wild Kate to a KateComfortable as other household Kates."

"GLOUCESTERNow, good sir, what are you?EDGARA most poor man made tame to fortune's blows,Who by the art of known and feeling sorrowsAm pregnant to good pity."

"And nothing is, but what is not."

"Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more."

"Trifles light as air are to the jealous confirmations strong as proofs of holy writ."

"I am a man More sinn'd against than sinning."

"He that doth the ravens feed. Yea providently caters for the sparrow. Be comfort to my age!"

"Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs; being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears; what is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall, and a preserving sweet."

"Not I; I must be found;My parts, my title, and my perfect soul,Shall manifest me rightly."