To suckle fools, and chronicle small beer.
It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds.
All the world's a stage and all the men and women merely players.
Present fears are less than horrible imaginings.
A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.
Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth, that are written down old with all the characters of age?