Good reasons must of force give place to better.

There's little of the melancholy element in her, my lord: she is never sad but when she sleeps; and not ever sad then; for I have heard my daughter say, she hath often dreamt of unhappiness, and waked herself with laughing.

Which means she to deceive, father or mother?

O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention, A kingdom for a stage, princes to act And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!

I must to the barber's, monsieur, for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face.

Some are born great, others achieve greatness.

Good old grandsire ... we shall be joyful of thy company.