All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
(From As You Like It)There is a lot more in between too, but it is rather long to post
but poignant.
Neither a borrower nor a lender be (Hamlet)
The course of true love never did run smooth (Midsummer Night's Dream)
kitty Let Me Not To The Marriage of True Minds that is lovely too and chosen by someone dear to me for a reading at their marriage.