For some must watch, while some must sleep So runs the world away

Brevity is the soul of wit.

So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.

Lord Polonius: What do you read, my lord? Hamlet: Words, words, words. Lord Polonius: What is the matter, my lord? Hamlet: Between who? Lord Polonius: I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.

There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will.

Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears.

Sweets to the sweet.

The Play's the Thing, wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King.

A knavish speech sleeps in a fool's ear.

To be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand.

Evil thrives on apathy and cannot survive without it.

More modern poetry is written than read.

With the offspring of genius, the law of parturition is reversed; the throes are in the conception, the pleasure in the birth.

Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy. Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy!

Motherhood is, after all, woman's great and incomparable work.

There are no more excuses for leaving women out of the inner circles of power. Qualified women are everywhere. Women are ready for leadership; they just need to be identified and asked.

Jad said, "The leakage was forcing choices, the making of which in no way improved matters." Okay. So we were, in effect, locked in a room with a madman sorcerer. That clarified things a little.

Arguments about Scripture achieve nothing but a stomachache and a headache.

Hawaii made the mouth of her soul water.

Thoughts and emotions cannot be photographed, despite the protestations of some mystically minded portraitists. Physical fact is ultimately the sole pictorial material.