Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return to plague the inventor.

Why, i' faith, methinks she's too low for a high praise, too brown for a fair praise and too little for a great praise: only this commendation I can afford her, that were she other than she is, she were unhandsome; and being no other but as she is, I do not like her. (Benedick, from Much Ado About Nothing)

Is it not strange, that sheep's guts should hale souls out of men's bodies!

Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the fool no where but in's own house.

Thus die I, thus, thus, thus. Now am I dead, Now am I fled; My soul is in the sky: Tongue, lose thy light; Moon take thy flight. Now die, die, die, die, die.

the time of life is short; To spend that shortness basely were too long.

The prince of darkness is a gentleman!