Nature's tears are reason's merriment.

O! that a man might know The end of this day's business, ere it come; But it sufficeth that the day will end, And then the end is known.

Adversity makes strange bedfellows.

Your worm is your only emperor for diet; we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots.

There is a time in the affairs of men, Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.

Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day.

This thing of darkness I acknowlege mine. There is nothing more confining than the prison we don't know we are in.