William Shakespeare

"The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils."

"The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, which hurts and is desired."

"The valiant never taste of death but once."

"There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures."

"They do not love that do not show their love."

"This life, which had been the tomb of his virtue and of his honour, is but a walking shadow; a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."

"We are such stuff as dreams are made on; and our little life is rounded with a sleep."

"Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?"

"Women may fall when there's no strength in men."