“For thy sweet love remembr'd such wealth brings
That then, I scorn to change my state with kings.”

Never smoke a Salmon. The rolling papers are to expensive.

“To be, or not to be: what a question!”

“Mother, you have my father much offended.”

“For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,Must give us pause”

“To die, is to be banish'd from myself;
And Silvia is myself: banish'd from her,
Is self from self: a deadly banishment!
What light is light, if Silvia be not seen?
What joy is joy, if Silvia be not by?
Unless it be to think that she is by,
And feed upon the shadow of perfection.
Except I be by Silvia in the night,
There is no music in the nightingale;
Unless I look on Silvia in the day,
There is no day for me to look upon;
She is my essence, and I leave to be,
If I be not by her fair influence
Foster'd, illumin'd, cherish'd, kept alive.”

“Well said, old mole!”

Never start a fire in a powder factory.

“For this new-married man approaching here,
Whose salt imagination yet hath wrong'd
Your well defended honour, you must pardon
For Mariana's sake: but as he adjudged your brother,--
Being criminal, in double violation
Of sacred chastity and of promise-breach
Thereon dependent, for your brother's life,--
The very mercy of the law cries out
Most audible, even from his proper tongue,
'An Angelo for Claudio, death for death!'
Haste still pays haste, and leisure answers leisure;

Like doth quit like, and MEASURE still FOR MEASURE”

“Thou of thyself thy sweet self dost deceive.”

“Be not self-willed, for thou art much too fair
To be death’s conquest and make worms thine heir.”