I hold ambition of so light a quality that it is but a shadow’s shadow.

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To-morrow is Saint Valentine’s day,
All in the morning betime.

This above all: to thine own self be true

Act I, Scene III

The Play’s The Thing

Frailty, thy name is woman!

To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them?