When sorrows come, they come not single spies but in battalions.

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

A little more than kin, and less than kind.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies but in battalions.

There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.

The play's the thing wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.

Brevity is the soul of wit.

Do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe?

The lady doth protest too much, methinks.

This above all: to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.

Doubt thou the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt I love.

A little more than kin, and less than kind.