All that glisters is not gold.
All the world's a stage; and all the men and women merely players.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.
Golden lads and girls all must; as chimney-sweepers, come to dust.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.
Nothing can come of nothing.
Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon 'em.
The better part of valor is discretion; in the which better part I have saved my life.
There are more things in heaven and earth...than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
Time's glory is to calm contending kings; to unmask falsehood, and bring truth to light.
We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.
What's in a name? That which we call a rose; by any other name would smell as sweet.