All is well ended if this suit be won. That you express content; which we will pay, With strife to please you, day exceeding day.

Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying!

That is not the best sermon which makes the hearers go away talking to one another and praising the speaker, but which makes them go away thoughtful and serious, and hastening to be alone.

Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.

Ha. "Against my will I am sent to bid you come into dinner." There's a double meaning in that. -Benedick (Much Ado)

My liege, and madam, to expostulate What majesty should be, what duty is, Why day is day, night night, and time is time, Were nothing but to waste night, day and time. Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief.

He that filches from me my good name robs me of that which enriches him and makes me poor indeed.