Give me my sin again.
I would give all of my fame for a pot of ale and safety.
Lay on, McDuff, and be damned he who first cries, 'Hold, enough!
It is silliness to live when to live is torment.
Ay, when fowls have no feathers and fish have no fin.
He that is robbed, not wanting what is stolen, him not know t, and he's not robbed at all.