“‎"The incapacity of sound sleep denotes a mind sorely wounded.”

“Macbeth does murder sleep - the innocent sleep,Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care,The death of each day's life, sore labor's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, chief nourisher in life's feast.”

“Methought I heard a voice cry, Sleep no more!Macbeth does murder sleep, - the innocent sleep;Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath,Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast.”

“I am sore wounded but not slainI will lay me down and bleed a whileAnd then rise up to fight again”

“I don't know what the heart is, not I: I only use the word to denote the mind's frailties.”

“He laughed, and the sound reduced the pain of every sore place on my body to the dullest ache.”