"Hopeless and helpless doth Egeon wend, But..." - Quote by William Shakespeare

“I think the King is but a man as I am: the violet smells to him as it doth to me.”

“This is a gift that I have, simple, simple; a foolish extravagant spirit full of forms, figures, shapes, objects, ideas, apprehensions, motions, revolutions; these are begot in the ventricle of memory, nourished in the womb of pia mater, and delivered upon the mellowing of occasion.”

“These times of woe afford no time to woo.”

“Tired with all these for restful death I cry, As to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimmed in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn.”

“O all you host of heaven! O earth! What else? And shall I couple Hell?”

“We are born dead, and we are becoming more and more contented with our condition. We are acquiring the taste for it.”

“And what am I to do on the occasion? -- It seems an hopeless business.”

“There's nothing in this world can make me joy.”

“Step by step, heart to heart, left right left. We all fall down like toy soldiers. Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win.”