It is open to question whether the highly individualized characters we find in Shakespeare are perhaps not detrimental to the dramatic effect. The human being disappears to the same degree as the individual emerges.

The real genres: good and bad.

There shall be no slave in your home, male or female: Least of all the mother of your son.

Swear words and profanities are mere abbreviations of speech, similar to the abbreviations in writing.

I notice well that one stray step from the habitual path leads irresistibly into a new direction. Life moves forward, it never reverses its course.

Only by himself, with one acre and a house, will a dunce be a dunce. Once he manages to gain power, he'll turn into a scoundrel.

The likeness of the world? A shadow! And world's glory? A dream!