This was the noblest Roman of them all. All the conspirators, save only he,Did that they did in envy of Caesar;He only, in a general honest thoughtAnd common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elementsSo mixd in him that Nature might stand upAnd say to all the world, This was a man!

There's an old saying that applies to me: you can't lose a game if you don't play the game. (Act 1, scene 4)

As you are old and reverend, you should be wise.

Opinion, a sovereign mistress of effects.

Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!

There's her cousin, an she were not possessed with a fury, exceeds her as much in beauty as the first of May doth the last of December.

Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor; for 'tis the mind that makes the body rich