There's not a note of mine that's worth the noting.

To be, or not to be: that is the question.

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.

'Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support them after.

'Tis best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems.

Time and the hour run through the roughest day.

Things won are done, joy's soul lies in the doing.

We cannot conceive of matter being formed of nothing, since things require a seed to start from... Therefore there is not anything which returns to nothing, but all things return dissolved into their elements.

To do a great right do a little wrong.

Men shut their doors against a setting sun.

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

Love is too young to know what conscience is.

As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport.

There's place and means for every man alive.

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