“Then haste we down to meet thy friends and foes;To place thy friends in ease, the rest in woes.For here though death doth end their misery,I'll there begin their endless tragedy.”

“Let dangers go; thy war shall be with me,But such a war, as breaks no bonds of peace.Speak thou fair words, I'll cross them with fair words;Send thou sweet looks, I'll meet them with sweet looks;Write loving lines, I'll answer loving lines;Give me a kiss, I'll countercheck thy kiss.Be this our warring peace, or peaceful war.”

“Qui jacet in terra non habet unde cadat. In me consumpsit vires fortuna nocendo, Nil superest ut iam possit obesse magis." (loosely translated: "He who lies on the ground can fall no farther. In me, Fortune has exhausted her power of hurting; nothing remains that can harm me anymore.")”

“My soule, poore soule thou talkes of things/ Thou knowest not what, my soule hath sliver wings,/ That mounts me up unto the highest heavens.”

“BEL-IMPERIA: Oh let me go; for in my troubled eyesNow may'st thou read that life in passion dies.HORATIO: Oh stay a while, and I will die with thee;So shalt thou yield, and yet have conquered me.”

“He that is thy friend indeed,He will help thee in thy need:If thou sorrow, he will weep;If thou wake, he cannot sleep:Thus of every grief in heartHe with thee doth bear a part.These are certain signs to knowFaithful friend from flattering foe.”

“Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end;Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend.”