Great griefs medicine the less.

A good heart is the sun and the moon; or, rather, the sun and not the moon, for it shines bright and never changes.

If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die.

A Loud Laugh Bespeaks a Vacant Mind!

Cannot you tell that? Every fool can tell that. It was the very day that young Hamlet was born, he that is mad and sent into England." "Ay, marry, why was he sent into England?" "Why, because he was mad. He shall recover his wits there, or, if he do not, it's no great matter there." "Why?" "'Twill not be seen in him there. There the men are as mad as he.

It hurts not the tongue to give fair words.

My love is thine to teach; teach it but how, And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn. Any hard lesson that may do thee good.