She is mine own, And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.

If wishes would prevail with me, my purpose should not fail with me.

You lack the season of all natures, sleep.

The devil knew what he did when he made men politic; he crossed himself by it.

Bid the dishonest man mend himself; if he mend, he is no longer dishonest.

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women mearly players.

You great benefactors, sprinkle our society with thankfulness. For your own gifts, make yourselves praised.