Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep'st so sound.

I am sure care's an enemy to life.

Beware the leader who bangs the drums of war in order to whip the citizenry into a patriotic fervor.

Out, damned spot! out, I say! One: two: why, then 'tis time to do't. Hell is murky!

This is the very coinage of your brain: this bodiless creation ecstasy.

Twas a clever quibble. Here, a garment for it.

Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.