All the world's a stage and we are merely players.

To be, or not to be, that is the question.

Nothing exists for itself alone, but only in relation to other forms of life.

When I got enough confidence, the stage was gone. When I was sure of losing, I won.When I needed people the most, they left me. When I learnt to dry my tears, I found a shoulder to cry on.And when I mastered the art of hating, somebody started loving me.

We live in the world when we love it.

The world is not composed of heroes and villains, but of men and women with all the passions that God has given them. The ignorant condemn, but the wise pity.