"I must to the barber's, monsieur; for methinks, I am marvellous hairy about the face: and I am such a tender ass, if my hair do but tickle me, I must scratch."

"The quality of mercy is not strained."

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

"The love of heaven makes one heavenly."

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