There is nothing but roguery to be found in villainous men.
Fall Greeks; fail fame; honour or go or stay; My major vow lies here, this I'll obey.
Tears water our growth.
If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well. It were done quickly.
I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another.
To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub, For in this sleep of death what dreams may come.