Трагедии

More matter with less art.

therein lies the rub

We are oft to blame in this, -
'tis too much proved, - that with devotion's visage,
and pios action we do sugar o'er
the devil himself.

I must, like a whore, unpack my heart with words.

A little more than kin, a little less than kind.

Not a whit, we defy augury: there's a special
providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now,
'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be
now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the
readiness is all.

Tis in my memory lock'd,
And you yourself shall keep the key of it.

A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm

Neither a borrower nor a lender be, for loan oft loses both itself and friend, and borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.

Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.