“Care keeps his watch in every old man’s eye,And where care lodges, sleep will never lie.”

“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.”

“You mar our labour: keep your cabins:you do assist the storm[...] What cares these roarers for the name of king?”

“Love's stories written in love's richest books.To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes.”

“Where lies your text?Viola: In Orsino's bosom.Olivia: In his bosom! In what chapter of his bosom?Viola: To answer by the method, in the first of his heart.”

“For some must watch, while some must sleep So runs the world away”