There is nothing in the world so much like prayer as music is. ~William Shakespeare

Hath Romeo slain himself? Say thou but ay, And that bare vowel ay shall poison more Than the death-darting eye of cockatrice. I am not I,if there be such an ay, Or those eyes shut,that make thee answer ay: If he be slain say ay,or if not,no: Brief sounds,determine of my weal or woe.

Have more than thou showest, Speak less than thou knowest, Lend less than thou owest.

Rumour is a pipe Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures And of so easy and so plain a stop That the blunt monster with uncounted heads, The still-discordant wavering multitude, Can play upon it.

If people knew how much I hated them, they'd love me for holding it in.

O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!

Of all base passions, fear is the most accursed.