Oh, must we, right now? *wavestaruptoherneckinKingLear*

Let's see...

...I am sent with broom before To sweep the dust behind the door...

If we shadows have offended, Think but this and all is mended, That you have but slumbered here, Whilst these shadows did appear. -MSND

or: Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, And are melted into air, into thin air And like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yes, all which it inheirit shall dissolve, And like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are mad on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.

-Tempest

or something more dramatic:

Then you must speak Of one that not not wisely but too well.

-Othello

Words to live by- I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad - and to travel for it, too.

-AYLI

Okay, I'll stop. You did ask.

Though she's as like to this as a crab's like an apple, yet I can tell what I can tell... She will taste as like this as a crab does to a crab. -King Lear