How much better is it to weep at joy than to joy at weeping?
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
A victory is twice itself when the achiever brings home full numbers.
'Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support them after.
It is not, nor it cannot, come to good, But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.
Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.