English playwright, poet, and actor
I will praise any man that will praise me.
To be, or not to be, that is the question.
The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
When words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain.
He is winding the watch of his wit; by and by it will strike.
Give thy thoughts no tongue.
Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.