Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

My only love sprung from my only hate.

There's an old saying that applies to me: you can't lose a game if you don't play the game. (Act 1, scene 4)

Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. then your love would also change.

These violent delights have violent ends.

See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek!

Parting is such sweet sorrow

Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.

Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, sick and healthy, asleep and awake- its everything except what it is! (Act 1, scene 1)

I never wanted to be a martyr—even for love. I don’t want to die for love. I want to live for it.

That's just it. What if I can't protect you? I'll be outnumbered, outgunned. What if I can't get you out of there?

Everyone must look out for himself, and the best time is had by those who're best able to decieve themselves.

I might not have superpowers, but I know how to knee a guy in the nuts.

We like to think that a free market's greatest strength is its self-corrective nature.

A modest dose of self-love is entirely healthy - who would want to live in a world where everyone hated themselves? But taken too far it soon becomes poisonous.

Mathematics is the art of giving the same name to different things. [As opposed to the quotation: Poetry is the art of giving different names to the same thing].

There can never be a complete confidence in a power which is excessive.

In life, success begets success.

I had no confidence at school. I was not a good student and I really thought I was pretty stupid. Just dumb.