O thou that dost inhabit in my breast, leave not the mansion so long tenantless; lest, growing ruinous, the building fall and leave no memory of what it was!

The worm is not to be trusted.

Th abuse of greatness is when it disjoins remorse from power.

Time travels at different speeds for different people. I can tell you who time strolls for, who it trots for, who it gallops for, and who it stops cold for.

You told a lie, an odious damned lie; Upon my soul, a lie, a wicked lie.

Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet, And I am proof against their enmity.

O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil.