Do thou amend thy face, and I'll amend my life.

I love you more than word can wield the matter, Dearer than eye-sight, space and liberty

Glendower: I can call the spirits from the vasty deep. Hotspur: Why, so can I, or so can any man; But will they come, when you do call for them?

O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil.

I came, saw, and overcame.

What light through yonder window breaks?

Crack'd in pieces by malignant Death.