Polonius: Do you know me, my lord? Hamlet: Excellent well. You are a fishmonger.

Love moderately. Long love doth so. Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. *Love each other in moderation. That is the key to long-lasting love. Too fast is as bad as too slow.*

Let life be short, else shame will be too long.

I have no other but a woman's reason: I think him so, because I think him so.

Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar? And the creature run from the cur. There thou mightst behold the great image of authority-a dog's obeyed in office.

The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils.

[S]ince brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief.