The rest, is silence. - William Shakespeare, Hamlet

"Doubt thou the stars are fire;Doubt that the sun doth move;Doubt truth to be a liar;But never doubt I love ."

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

"This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man."

"There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so."

"Sweets to the sweet."