It is silliness to live when to live is torment, and then have we a prescription to die when death is our physician.

Courage mounteth with occasion.

Your face, my thane, is as a book where men May read strange matters. To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under't.

Love all, trust a few, Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy Rather in power than use; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key: be check'd for silence, But never tax'd for speech.

Strong reasons make strong actions.

O powerful love, that in some respects makes a beast a man, in some other, a man a beast.

Every why has a wherefore.