You have too much respect upon the world; They lose it that do buy it with much care

“This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so, it is a chance which does redeem al…”

“Farewell, bastard.”

“When to the sessions of sweet silent thoughtI summon up remembrance of things p…”

“Cordelia! stay a little. Ha! What is't thou say'st? Her voice was ever soft.”