If she lives till doomsday, she'll burn a week longer than the whole world.

Time travels in divers paces with divers persons. I'll tell you who Time ambles withal, who Time trots withal, who Time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.

The world is not thy friend, nor the world's law. - Romeo

See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek!

For it falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lacked and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us While it was ours.

The tongues of dying men enforce attention like deep harmony.

Words without thoughts never to heaven go.