Live how we can, yet die we must.
As I love the name of honour more than I fear death.
Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent.
Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful
Sometimes we are devils to ourselves When we will tempt the frailty of our powers, Presuming on their changeful potency.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.