CLOWN. Fare thee well. Remain thou still in darkness: thou shalt hold the opinion of Pythagoras ere I will allow of thy wits; and fear to kill a woodcock, lest thou dispossess the soul of thy grandam. Fare thee well.

There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.

What we are is not all that we may become.

She shall scant show well that now shows best.

Use them after your own honour and dignity; the less they deserve, the more merit in your bounty. - Hamlet to Polonius.

For he today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother tomorrow.

Tomorrow, and tomorrow and tomorrow, creeps on this petty pace from day to day, to the last syllable of recorded time, and all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death.