Use every man after his desert, and who should scape whipping?
Passion lends them power, time means to meet, tempering extremities with extremes sweet.
Let the galled jade wince; our withers are unwrung.
There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
What sadness lengthens Romeo’s hours?
He hath disgrac'd me and hind'red me half a million; laugh'd at my losses, mock'd at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated my enemies. And what's his reason? I am a Jew.