"What, you egg! [Stabbing him]"

"Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind."

"The devil take order! I'll to the throng: Let life be short, else shame will be too long."

"Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more."

"Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners."