Beware of entrance to a quarrel, but, being in, bear t that th' opposed may beware of thee.
I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was.
There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport.
Let life be short, else shame will be too long.
No reckoning made, but sent to my account with all my imperfections on my head.