Actors are so fortunate. They can choose whether they will appear in tragedy or in comedy, whether they will suffer or make merry, laugh or shed tears. But in real life it is different. Most men and women are forced to perform parts for which they have no qualifications. Our Guildensterns play Hamlet for us, and our Hamlets have to jest like Prince Hal. The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast.

I must remember that a good friend is a new world.

memory, like a horrible malady, was eating his soul away

I don't recognize you - I've changed a lot.

They have been eating muffins. That looks like repentance

The dim roar of London was like the bourdon note of a distant organ

Life is never fair, and perhaps it is a good thing for most of us that it is not.