Time does not have the same appeal for every one
The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger.
Mercutio: "If love be rough with you, be rough with love.
Woe to that land that's governed by a child.
O, spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou!