To be, or not to be, that is the question.
There is no darkness but ignorance.
Now is the winter of our discontent.
It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.
We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.
If music be the food of love, play on.
Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry.
Listen to many, speak to a few.
The golden age is before us, not behind us.
Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.
All the world ‘s a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts.