Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
Tis a cruelty to load a fallen man.
All pride is willing pride.
Until I know this sure uncertainty, I'll entertain the offered fallacy.
Demetrius: Villain, what hast thou done? Aaron: That which thou canst not undo. Chiron: Thou hast undone our mother. Aaron: Villain, I have done thy mother.
Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me, I'll knock elsewhere, to see if they'll disdain me