Who will not judge him worthy to be robbed That sets his doors wide open to a thief, And shows the felon where his treasure lies?

Silence in woman is like speech in man.

I remember, the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never plotted out a line. My answer hath been, would he had blotted a thousand.

Money never made any man rich, but his mind. He that can order himself to the law of nature, is not only without the sense, but the fear of poverty.

Weigh the meaning and look not at the words.

For whose sake, henceforth, all his vows be such, As what he loves may never like too much.

To speak and to speak well are two things. A fool may talk, but a wise man speaks.