Conceit In Weakest Bodies Works The Strongest.

But That The Dread Of Something After Death, The Undiscover'd Country From Whose Bourn No Traveller Returns, Puzzles The Will And Makes Us Rather Bear Those Ills We Have Than Fly To Others That We Know Not Of?

Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow

I Hold The World But As The World, Gratiano; A Stage Where Every Man Must Play A Part, And Mine Is A Sad One.

In Brief, Sir, Study What You Most Affect.

For Mine Own Part, It Was Greek To Me.