Thyself shall see the act; For, as thou urgest justice, be assured Thou shalt have justice, more than thou desir'st.

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

I hold it cowardice To rest mistrustful where a noble heart Hath pawned an open hand in sign of love.

The fortune of us that are the moon's men doth ebb and flow like the sea, being governed, as the sea is, by the moon.

Tis the eye of childhood that fears a painted devil.

For 'tis the sport to have the engineer Hoist with his own petar; and't shall go hard But I will delve one yard below their mines And blow them at the moon.

Done to death by slanderous tongue