The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.

A victory is twice itself when the achiever brings home full numbers.

There's little of the melancholy element in her, my lord: she is never sad but when she sleeps; and not ever sad then; for I have heard my daughter say, she hath often dreamt of unhappiness, and waked herself with laughing.

Love that well which thou must leave ere long.

Give me mine angle, we'll to th' river: there, My music playing far off, I will betray Tawny-finned fishes. My bended hook shall pierce Their slimy jaws; and as I draw them up, I'll think them every one an Antony, And say, 'Ah, ha! are caught!'

Never, never, never, never, never! Pray you, undo this button.

Every man has a bag hanging before him, in which he puts his neighbour's faults, and another behind him in which he stows his own.