The world is not thy friend, nor the world's law. - Romeo

Fear no more the heat o' th' sun Nor the furious winters' rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.

For 'tis the sport to have the engineerHoist with his own petard.

I have supped full with horrors.

If she be not honest, chaste, and true, there's no man happy.

O, what men dare do! what men may do! what men daily do, not knowing what they do.

I dote on his very absence.