"To this urn let those repairThat are..." - Quote by William Shakespeare

“Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engend'red in the eyes, With gazing fed, and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies.”

“Minutes, hours, days, months, and years,Pass'd over to the end they were created,Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.Ah, what a life were this!”

“Too much to know is to know nought but fame;And every godfather can give a name.”

“I'd have liked to have gone to bed with Jean Harlow. She was a beautiful broad. The fellow who married her was impotent and he killed himself. I would have done the same thing.”

“If a man is alive, there is always danger that he may die, though the danger must be allowed to be less in proportion as he is dead-and-alive to begin with. A man sits as many risks as he runs.”

“Most men die at 27, we just bury them at 72.”

“Let mourning stop when one's grief is fully expressed.”

“We met Dr. Hall in such deep mourning that either his mother, his wife, or himself must be dead.”

“Desiring always to be in mourning, he clothed himself with night.”