Who seeks, and will not take, when once 'tis offer'd, Shall never find it more.

He that wants money, means, and content is without three good friends.

As in a theatre, the eyes of men, after a well-graced actor leaves the stage, are idly bent on him that enters next.

O, reason not the need!

Cry "havoc!" and let loose the dogs of war, That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men, groaning for burial.

This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so, it is a chance which does redeem all sorrows that ever I have felt.

Though this be madness, yet there is method in't.