I could be well moved, if I were as you;
If I could pray to move, prayers would move me:
But I am constant as the northern star,
Of whose true-fix'd and resting quality
There is no fellow in the firmament.

“What's in a name? that which we call a roseBy any other name would smell as swe…”

“When sorrows come, they come not single spies. But in battalions!”

“Existen más cosas entre el cielo y la tierra que las que sueñas en tu filosofía.”

“Thou shalt be freeAs mountain winds: but then exactly doAll points of my comman…”