Let not the world see fear and sad distrust govern the motion of a kingly eye.

I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offences at my beck than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in.

For many men that stumble at the threshold are well foretold that danger lurks within.

The ides of March are come. Soothsayer: Ay, Caesar; but not gone.

What I have done is yours; what I have to do is yours; being part in all I have, devoted yours.

Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, sick and healthy, asleep and awake- its everything except what it is! (Act 1, scene 1)

Drink, sir, is a great provoker of three things . . . nose-painting, sleep, and urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes; it provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance.