I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
Moderate lamentation is the right of the dead, excessive grief the enemy to the living.
If music be the food of love, play on.
Therefore it is most expedient for the wise, if Don Worm (his conscience) find no impediment to the contrary, to be the trumpet of his own virtues, as I am to myself.
Do not speak like a death's-head, do not bid me remember mine end.
I have seen better faces in my time Than stands on any shoulder that I see Before me at this instant.