A man I am cross'd with adversity.

The time is out of joint.

What's done is done. The joy is in the doing.

All the world is a stage and we are merely players.

Thus have I, Wall, my part discharged so; And, being done, thus Wall away doth go.

Antonio: Will you stay no longer? nor will you not that I go with you? Sebastian: By your patience, no. My stars shine darkly over me; the malignancy of my fate might, perhaps, distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of you your leave that I may bear my evils alone. It were a bad recompense for your love to lay any of them on you.

Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.