"Farewell the plumed troop, and the big..." - Quote by William Shakespeare

“How soar sweet music is, when time is broke, and no proportion kept!”

“Men from children nothing differ.”

“If the skin were parchment and the blows you gave were ink, Your own handwriting would tell you what I think.”

“Adieu! I have too grieved a heart to take a tedious leave.”

“Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.”

“Warm summer sun, shine kindly here. Warm southern wind, blow softly here. Green sod above, lie light, lie light. Good night, dear Heart, Good night, good night.”

“Their insatiable lust for power is only equaled by their incurable impotence in exercising it.”

“In men of the highest character and noblest genius there is to be found an insatiable desire for honor, command, power, and glory.”

“I would like to be remembered as a man who brought an innovation to popular singing.”