That truth should be silent I had almost forgot. (Enobarbus)
Summer's lease hath all too short a date.
It is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds, Which shackles accidents and bolts up change.
But most it is presumption in us when the help of heaven we count the act of men.
To pore upon a book, to seek the light of truth.
for Mercutio's soul Is but a little way above our heads, Staying for thine to keep him company: Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him.