He makes a July's day short as December.
Care is no cure, but rather corrosive, For things that are not to be remedied.
For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel: Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him! This was the most unkindest cut of all
No profit grows where no pleasure is taken.
Let those that play your clowns speak no more than is set down for them.
The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.