The fewer men, the greater share of honor.
And some that smile have in their hearts, I fear, millions of mischiefs.
Within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court.
He knows what it's like to strut and fret his hour upon the stage and then be heard no more.
Are you up to your destiny?
A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.