Learning is but an adjunct to ourself, And where we are our learning likewise is.
Sweet Beatrice, wouldst thou come when I called thee? BEATRICE Yea, signior, and depart when you bid me. BENEDICK O, stay but till then! BEATRICE 'Then' is spoken; fare you well now... (Much Ado About Nothing)
Brevity is the soul of wit.
To you your father should be as a god.
Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on his back.
Let life be short, else shame will be too long.