Friends are ourselves.
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov'd?
Take me to you, imprison me, for I, except you enthrall me, never shall be free, nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
God himself took a day to rest in, and a good man's grave is his Sabbath.
A mathematical point is the most indivisble and unique thing which art can present.