a girl takes too much time to love and a few seconds to hate. but a boy takes a few seconds to love and too much time to hate.

This is a way to kill a wife with kindness.

In thee thy mother dies, our household's name, My death's revenge, thy youth, and England's fame.

Polonius: Do you know me, my lord? Hamlet: Excellent well. You are a fishmonger.

Wise men ne'er sit and wail their woes, but presently prevent the ways to wail.

I...Kisss the tender inward of thy hand.

POLONIUS: What do you read, my lord? HAMLET: Words, words, words.