Lord Polonius: What do you read, my lord? Hamlet: Words, words, words. Lord Polonius: What is the matter, my lord? Hamlet: Between who? Lord Polonius: I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.

Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.

And thence from Athens turn away our eyes To seek new friends and stranger companies.

Make the doors upon a woman's wit, and it will out at the casement; shut that, and 'twill out at the key-hole; stop that, 'twill fly with the smoke out at the chimney.

I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.

Nothing can come of nothing.

The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.