Macduff: What three things does drink especially provoke? Porter: Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and urine.
Let me have men about me that are fat... Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look. He thinks too much: such men are dangerous.
To fear the worst oft cures the worst.
Our jovial star reigned at his birth.
All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand! Oh, oh, oh!
These blessed candles of the night.