As many arrows, loosed several ways, come to one mark ... so may a thousand actions, once afoot, end in one purpose.

More from Henry V, Act I, sc. 2.

• All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told; Many a man his life hath sold But my outside to behold.
• All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their enterances, And one man in his time plays many parts.
• Alonso: a kind Of excellent dumb discourse
• A man I am cross'd with adversity.
• Ambition, the soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss, than gain which darkens him.
• And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, With Ate by his side, come hot from hell, Shall in these confines, with a monarch's voice, Cry 'Havoc!' and let slip the dogs of war, That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men, groaning for burial.