William Shakespeare

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

When a father gives to his son, both laugh when a son gives to his father, both cry.

Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent.

Time and the hour run through the roughest day.

If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then unto me.

I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.

We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano A stage where every man must play a part, And mine is a sad one.

Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains.

No, I will be the pattern of all patience I will say nothing.

How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.

A peace is of the nature of a conquest for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils.

For I can raise no money by vile means.

Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying!

Men shut their doors against a setting sun.

Men's vows are women's traitors!