Gnawing with my teeth my bonds in sunder, I gain'd my freedom.

Hereafter, in a better world than this, I shall desire more love and knowledge of you

For I am proverbed with a grandsire phrase.

A dream itself is but a shadow.

Your worm is your only emperor for diet; we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots.

for Mercutio's soul Is but a little way above our heads, Staying for thine to keep him company: Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him.

It is a good divine that follows his own instructions.