King Richard III. – IV. 4
REPUTATION.
The purest treasure mortal times afford,
Is-spotless reputation; that away,
Men are but gilded loam, or painted clay.
A jewel in a ten-times-barred-up chest
I- a bold spirit in a loyal breast.
King Richard II. – I. 1
RETRIBUTION.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to scourge us.
King Lear – V. S
If these men have defeated the law,
and outrun native punishment,
though they can outstrip men,
they have no wings to fly from God.
King Henry V. – IV. 1
SCARS.
A sear nobly got, or a noble scar,
is a good livery of honor.
All’s Well that Ends Well – IV. 6
To such as boasting show their scars,
A mock is due.
Troilus and Cressida – IV. 5
SELF-CONQUEST.
Better conquest never can’st thou make,
Than arm thy constant and thy nobler parts
Against those giddy loose suggestions.
King John – III. 1
SELF-EXERTION.
Men at some time are masters of their fates;
The fault is not in our stars,
But in ourselves.
Julius Caesar – I. 2
SELF-RELIANCE.
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie,
Which we ascribe to heaven: the fated sky
Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull
Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
All’s Well that Ends Well – I. 1
SILENCE.
Out of this silence, yet I picked a welcome;
And in the modesty of fearful duty
I read as much, as from the rattling tongue
Of saucy and audacious eloquence.
Midsummer Night’s Dream – V. 1
The silence often of pure innocence
Persuades, when speaking fails.
Winter’s Tale – II. 2
Silence is the perfectest herald of joy:
I were but little happy, if I could say how much.
Much Ado About Nothing – II. 1
SLANDER.
Slander,
Whose edge is sharper than the sword; whose tongue
Outvenoms all the worms of Nile; whose breath
Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie
All corners of the world; kings, queens, and states,
Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave,
This viperous slander enters.
Cymbeline – III. 4
SLEEP.
The innocent sleep;
Sleep that knits up the raveled sleeve of care,
The death of each day’s life, sore labor’s bath,