Death, a necessary end, will come when it will come
Time is the king of men.
Time and the hour run through the roughest day.
He hath disgrac'd me and hind'red me half a million; laugh'd at my losses, mock'd at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated my enemies. And what's his reason? I am a Jew.
I fill up a place, which may be better... when I have made it empty.
Knit your hearts with an unslipping knot.