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• We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
  -- William Shakespeare, The Tempe...
• Ambition's like a circle on the water, which never ceases to enlarge itself, 'till by broad spreading it disperse to nought.
  -- William Shakespeare...
• Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck, Till thou applaud the deed.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
• Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb
  but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont, Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love, Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up....
• Dreams, indeed, are ambition; for the very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.
  And I hold ambition of so airy and light a quality that it is but a shadow's shadow....
• There 's rosemary, that 's for remembrance;... and there is pansies, that 's for thoughts.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iv, Sc. 5...
• Every one fault seeming monstrous till his fellow-fault came to match it.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
• If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have waken'd death!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Othello -- Act ii, Sc. 1...
• Let every man be master of his time Till seven at night.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 1...