You will never age for me, nor fade, nor die.

Thou whoreson zed! thou unnecessary letter!

I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking: I could well wish courtesy would invent some other custom of entertainment.

Let me have men about me that are fat... Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look. He thinks too much: such men are dangerous.

April ... hath put a spirit of youth in everything.

We are such stuff as dreams are made on; and our little life is rounded with a sleep.

Read o'er this And after, this, and then to breakfast with What appetite you have.