A dream itself is but a shadow.
To be generous, guiltless, and of a free disposition is to take those things for bird-bolts that you deem cannon-bullets.
Look, how this ring encompasseth thy finger, Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart; Wear both of them, for both of them are thine.
Faint heart never won fair maid.
Love, which teacheth me that thou and I am one
Murder most foul, as in the best it it; But this most foul, strange, and unnatural.