There is nothing so confining as the prisons of our own perceptions.
Make use of time, let not advantage slip.
When lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler gamester is the soonest winner
All the world's a stage, and all the men and women mearly players.
World, world, O world! But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee/ Life would not yield to age.
I may neither choose who I would, nor refuse who I dislike; so is the will of a living daughter curbed by the will of a dead father.