All strange and terrible events are welcome, but comforts we despise.

Strange how a teapot Can represent at the same time The comforts of solitude And the pleasures of company

Celerity is never more admired than by the negligent.

In praising Antony I have dispraised Caesar.

My honour was not yielded, but conquered merely.

Fool! Don't you see now that I could have poisoned you a hundred times had I been able to live without you.