The Rest, Is Silence.

There's An Old Saying That Applies To Me: You Can't Lose A Game If You Don't Play The Game. (act 1, Scene 4)

It Was Always Yet The Trick Of Our English Nation, If They Have A Good Thing, To Make It Too Common.

They Told Me I Was Everything. 'tis A Lie, I Am Not Ague-proof.

Many That Are Not Mad Have, Sure, More Lack Of Reason.

Many Strokes, Though With A Little Axe, Hew Down And Fell The Hardest-timber'd Oak.