“Bear hence this body and attend our will. Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.”
“O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, / That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!”
“Peace? I hate the word as I hate hell and all Montagues.”
“Madam, you have bereft me of all words,Only my blood speaks to you in my veins,”
“O my good lord, the world is but a word: Were it all yours to give it in a breath, How quickly were it gone!”
“Words, words, words.”