The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, which still we thank as love.

Let every man be master of his time.

Confusion now hath made his masterpiece.

Out, damned spot! out, I say!

Things without all remedy should be without regard: what's done is done.

Nothing in his life became him like leaving it.

Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day.

Where shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly 's done, when the battle 's lost and won

And nothing is, but what is not.

Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.

it provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance

In visions of the night, like dropping rain, Descend the many memories of pain

Time is a strange storyteller. It writes, erases and rewrites endlessly. Things change, places and people become unrecognizable, but stories are repeated endlessly

The grown-ups, or maybe I should say the parents, ate in the dining room.

It is a great thing to be young and to live without pain. And yet it is a blessing few of us count until we lose it.

You are born to win. But to become that true winner, you must make living a winning life your priority.

All of life is more or less what the French would call s'imposer - to be able to create one's own terms for what one does.

It's a special kind of acting, soap opera acting. It's hard for me.

I started studying mythology, just on my own. Joseph Campbell, mysticism.

It is weird. A lot of people try to ask me political questions. Im not a politician.

Make haste! The tide of Fortune soon ebbs.