Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.

For what good turn? Messenger: For the best turn of the bed.

I will be free, even to the uttermost, as I please, in words.

What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts.

Why, thou deboshed fish thou...Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish and half a monster?

And when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And asleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me must be heard of, say, I taught thee.

To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.