O thou that dost inhabit in my breast, leave not the mansion so long tenantless; lest, growing ruinous, the building fall and leave no memory of what it was!
Come not between the dragon and his wrath.
Vile worm, thou wast o'erlook'd even in thy birth.
Why should honor outlive honestly? Orthello
Devils soonest tempt, resembling spirits of light.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.