Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead are but as pictures: ‘tis the eye of childhood that fears a painted devil

“Where shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hur…”

“I was born free as Caesar; so were you”

“Do as the heavens have done, forget your evil;With them forgive yourself.”

“Um tolo acha que ele é sábio, mas o homem sábio sabe que é um tolo.”