Silent Empathy
Therefore I tell my sorrows to the stones;
Who, though they cannot answer my distress,
…When I do weep, they humbly at my feet
Receive my tears and seem to weep with me…
— Titus Andronicus,
Act III, Scene i

Therefore I tell my sorrows to the stones;
Who, though they cannot answer my distress,
…When I do weep, they humbly at my feet
Receive my tears and seem to weep with me…
— Titus Andronicus,
Act III, Scene i

These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which as they kiss consume.
— Romeo and Juliet,
Act II, Scene vi

Let it be virtuous to be obstinate.
— Coriolanus,
Act V, Scene iii

Stand, stand!…Nothing routs us but
The villainy of our fears.
— Cymbeline,
Act V, Scene ii

Doubt thou the stars are fire,
Doubt that the sun doth move,
Doubt truth to be a liar,
But never doubt I love.
^Hamlet,
Act II, Scene ii

Villain, I have done thy mother.
^Titus Andronicus,
Act IV, Scene ii

Men at some time are masters of their fates:
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
— Julius Caesar,
Act I, Scene ii