Hamlet
[Your] lust, though to a radiant
angel link'd, Will sate itself in a celestial bed And prey on garbage.
----Hamlet 1. 5. 55-57
[You are] pigeon-liver'd and lack
gall.
----Hamlet 2. 2. 573
What should such fellows as [he]
do crawling between heavan and hell?
----Hamlet 3. 1. 128-29
[Thou art] a pipe for Fortune's
fingure To sound what stop she please.
----Hamlet 3. 2. 70-71
Assume a virtue if you have it not.
----Hamlet 3. 4. 161
[You are] spacious in the possession
of dirt.
----Hamlet 5. 2. 88-89
Fear not if it's not enough, there is always more to come!