Oh God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains! Life is a tale told by an idiot -- full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. Boldness be my friend. Simply the thing that I am shall make me live. Things won are done; joy's soul lies in the doing. Society is no comfort to one not sociable. All the world's a stage, and the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, and one man in his time plays many parts. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, then are dreamt of in your philosophy No legacy is so rich as honesty. Why, then 'tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me it [Denmark] is a prison. |