| A horse! A horse! My kingdom for a horse | Richard III |
| A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life | Romeo and Juliet |
| A pound of that same merchant's flesh is thine | The Merchant of Venice |
| A tale told by an idiot, full of sound & fury, signifying nothing | Macbeth |
| Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio | Hamlet |
| All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players | As You Like It |
| Come on, and kiss me, Kate, we will be married o' Sunday | The Taming of the Shrew |
| Get thee to a nunnery | Hamlet |
| Goodnight, goodnight! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow | Romeo and Juliet |
| If music be the food of love, play on | Twelfth Night |
| Neither a borrower nor a lender be | Hamlet |
| Now is the winter of our discontent, made glorious summer by this sun of York | Richard III |
| O brave new world, that has such people in it! | The Tempest |
| O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; it is the green-eyed monster | Othello |
| To be or not to be, that is the question | Hamlet |
