Date: 1602

"What says my Aesculapius, my / Galen, my heart of elder, ha?"

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1602, 1623

One's soul may dispute with his sense, and one's eyes may wrangle with his reason

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1603

"For nature crescent does not grow alone / In thews and bulk, but as his temple waxes / The inward service of the mind and soul / Grows wide withal."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1603

One's life is "bound with all the strength and armour of the mind / To keep itself from noyance."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1603

"A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1603

"The head is not more native to the heart, / The hand more instrumental to the mouth, / Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1603

"Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain / If with too credent ear you list his songs, / Or lose your heart, or your chaste treasure open / To his unmastered importunity."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1603

"There's something in his soul / O'er which his melancholy sits on brood, / And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose / Will be some danger."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1603

"O wretched state, O bosom black as death, / O limèd soul that, struggling to be free, / Art more engaged!"

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1603

"Bow, stubborn knees; and heart with strings of steel, / Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe"

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)