Too Much To Know Is

Nothing 'gainst Times Scythe Can Make Defence.

There Are More Things In Heaven And Earth, Horatio, Than Are Dreamt Of In Your Philosophy.

Indeed, Sir, He That Sleeps Feels Not The Toothache; But A Man That Were To Sleep Your Sleep, And A Hangman To Help Him To Bed, I Think He Would Change Places With His Officer; For Look You, Sir, You Know Not Which Way You Shall Go.

What Light Through Yonder Window Breaks?

To Take Arms Against A Sea Of Troubles.