Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice Hath often stilled my brawling discontent.

Nimble thought can jump both sea and land.

Here was a Caesar! When comes such another?

Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, sick and healthy, asleep and awake- its everything except what it is! (Act 1, scene 1)

Is there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you?

Modest wisdom plucks me from over-credulous haste.

I feel within me a peace above all earthly dignities, a still and quiet conscience.