You are not wood, you are not stones, but men.
The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.
Where is Polonius? HAMLET In heaven. Send hither to see. If your messenger find him not there, seek him i' th' other place yourself. But if indeed you find him not within this month, you shall nose him as you go up the stairs into the lobby.
Love hath made thee a tame snake
O, spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou!
For we, which now behold these present days, Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise.