“As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods.They kill us for their sport.”

“Have not we affections and desires for sport, and frailty, as men have?”

“such wanton, wild, and usual slips/ As are companions noted and most known/ To youth and liberty.”

“But that the dread of something after death,The undiscover'd country from whose bournNo traveller returns, puzzles the willAnd makes us rather bear those ills we haveThan fly to others that we know not of?”

“Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursuesPursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.”

“The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.”

“If all the year were playing holidays; To sport would be as tedious as to work.”