Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.

Alas, our frailty is the cause , not we! For, such as we are made of, such we be.

Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? - Lady Macbeth

I would give all of my fame for a pot of ale and safety.

Benvolio- "By my head, here come the Capulets." Mercutio- "By my heel, I care not.

O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened thee, 1710. That thou no more will weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness?

Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.