If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.

Look how the world's poor people are amazed at apparitions, signs and prodigies!

A Devil, a born Devil on whose nature, nurture can never stick, on whom my pain, humanly taken, all lost, quite lost.

Every man has business and desire, Such as it is.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.

I had rather live with cheese and garlic in a windmill.

Jesters do oft prove prophets.