The eye sees all, but the mind shows us what we want to see.

Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.

Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age have left me naked to mine enemies.

Indeed, sir, he that sleeps feels not the toothache; but a man that were to sleep your sleep, and a hangman to help him to bed, I think he would change places with his officer; for look you, sir, you know not which way you shall go.

Yet but three come one more. Two of both kinds make up four. Ere she comes curst and sad. Cupid is a knavish lad. Thus to make poor females mad.

To be, or not to be, that is the question.

Muster your wits; stand in your own defence.