I knew when seven justices could not take up a quarrel, but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought but of an If, as, 'If you said so, then I said so;' and they shook hands and swore brothers. Your If is the only peacemaker; much virtue in If.

When you depart from me sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave.

Now entertain conjecture of a time When creeping murmur and the poring dark Fills the wide vessel of the universe.

Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw When honour's at the stake.

He that is giddy thinks the world turns round.

Sir Andrew Ague-Cheek: I'll stay a month longer. I am a fellow o' the strangest mind i' the world; I delight in masques and revels sometimes altogether (He's an oddity in that he enjoys having fun)

In jest, there is truth.