'Tis better to bear the ills we have than fly to others that we know not of.

So, good night unto you all. Give me your hands, if we be friends, and Robin shall restore amends.

The voice of parents is the voice of gods, for to their children they are heaven's lieutenants.

As many arrows, loosed several ways, come to one mark...so many a thousand actions, once afoot, end in one purpose.

I am wealthy in my friends.

But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on, Leaving no tract behind.

As I love the name of honour more than I fear death.