“When beggars die, there are no comets seen; the heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes.”

“By being seldom seen, I could not stir,But, like a comet, I was wondered at...He was but as the cuckoo is in June, Heard, not regarded--seen, but with such eyes,As, sick and blunted with community, Afford no extraordinary gaze.”

“By my troth, I care not; a man can die but once; we owe God a death: I'll ne'er bear a base mind: an 't be my destiny, so; an't be not, so: no man's too good to serve's prince; and let it go which way it will, he that dies this year is quit for the next.”

“It is silliness to live when to live is torment, and then have we a prescription to die when death is our physician.”

“A coward dies a thousand times before his death, but the valiant taste of death but once. It seems to me most strange that men should fear, seeing that death, a necessary end, will come when it will come.”

“The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, doth glance from heaven to Earth, from Earth to heaven; and as imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet's pen turns them to shape, and gives to airy nothing a local habitation and a name; such tricks hath strong imagination.”

“Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.”