Where is your ancient courage? You were used to say extremities was the trier of spirits; That common chances common men could bear; That when the sea was calm all boats alike showed mastership in floating.

Be not too tame neither, but let your own Discretion be your tutor; suit the action to the word, the word to the action.

Journeys end in lovers meeting.

Which can say more than this rich praise, that you alone are you?

That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold; What hath quenched them hath given me fire.

O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple.

To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.