Barnes are blessings.

I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy, To share with me in glory any more: Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere.

Hardness ever of hardness is mother.

Let me have men about me that are fat... Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look. He thinks too much: such men are dangerous.

Women are as roses, whose fair flower, being once displayed, doth fall that very hour.

We came into the world like brother and brother, And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.

The Play's the Thing, wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King.