“The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils.”

A light heart lives long.

My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.

If we are true to ourselves, we can not be false to anyone.

The course of true love never did run smooth.

What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind.

There’s an old saying that applies to me: you can’t lose a game if you don’t play the game.

I would challenge you to a battle of wits, but I see you are unarmed!

Time does not have the same appeal for every one

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.

If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.

We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.

What’s done cannot be undone.

Brevity is the soul of wit.

Love asks me no questions, and gives me endless support.

Conscience doth make cowards of us all.

Tears water our growth.

A man’s usefulness depends upon his living up to his ideals insofar as he can.

Money is the alienated essence of man’s labor and life; and this alien essence dominates him as he worships it.

Light may be shed on man and his origins.

Call no man happy till he is dead.

How strange and foolish is man. He looses his health in gaining wealth. Then to regain health he wastes his wealth.

It’s every man’s business to see justice done.

A man’s worth depends upon the nobility of his aspirations.

Man is the only creature that consumes without producing. He does not give milk, he does not lay eggs, he is too weak to pull the plough, he cannot run fast enough to catch rabbits. Yet he is lord of all the animals.