In peace there's nothing so becomes a man as modest stillness and humility.

I am your wife if you will marry me. If not, I'll die your maid. To be your fellow You may deny me, but I'll be your servant Whether you will or no.

Love yourself; and in that love not unconsidered leave your honor.

To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub, For in this sleep of death what dreams may come.

Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up. Be that thou know'st thou art and then thou art as great as that thou fear'st.

The Devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape.

I'll note you in my book of memory.