And nature must obey necessity.

Is not birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, Manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and such like, the spice and salt that season a man

For honesty coupled to beauty, is to have honey a sauce to sugar.

Then is it sin to rush into the secret house of death. Ere death dare come to us?

Will you walk out of the air, my lord? HAMLET Into my grave.

Madam, you have bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins.

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.