What's brave, what's noble, let's do it after the Roman fashion.
O, spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou!
Friendship's full of dregs.
Lay her i' the earth: And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring! I tell thee, churlish priest, A ministering angel shall my sister be, When thou liest howling. HAMLET. What, the fair Ophelia! QUEEN GERTRUDE. Sweets to the sweet: farewell!
Brevity is the soul of wit.
Bid the dishonest man mend himself; if he mend, he is no longer dishonest.