Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time.
Winter's not gone yet, if the wild geese fly that way.
Where is Polonius? HAMLET In heaven. Send hither to see. If your messenger find him not there, seek him i' th' other place yourself. But if indeed you find him not within this month, you shall nose him as you go up the stairs into the lobby.
He kills her in her own humor.
There's not a note of mine that's worth the noting.
we are the lords of all eternity