You're in love? Out Out of love? I love someone. She doesn't love me.

My charity is outrage, life my shame; And in that shame still live my sorrow's rage!

What is a man, if his chief good and market of his time be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.

If there be devils, would I were a devil, To live and burn in everlasting fire, So I might have your company in hell, But to torment you with my bitter tongue!

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.

O serpent heart hid with a flowering face! Did ever a dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant, feind angelical, dove feather raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of devinest show, just opposite to what thou justly seemest - A dammed saint, an honourable villain!

Within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court.