She's beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is a woman, therefore to be won.
The third day comes a frost, a killing frost.
Let gentleness my strong enforcement be.
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
The morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness.
My grief lies all within, And these external manners of lament Are merely shadows to the unseen grief That swells with silence in the tortured soul.
A very honest woman but something given to lie
Bait the hook well. This fish will bite.
Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.
Lechery, lechery; still, wars and lechery: nothing else holds fashion.
Conscience is but a word that cowards use, devised at first to keep the strong in awe
I am wrapped in dismal thinking.
Short time seems long in sorrow's sharp sustaining.
Lawless are they that make their wills their law.
I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads.
Mend when thou canst; be better at thy leisure.
Then hate me when thou wilt, if ever, now.
My friends were poor, but honest, so's my love.
Hanging and wiving goes by destiny.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned.
Though she be but little, she is fierce!
Let me embrace thee, sour adversity, for wise men say it is the wisest course.
Men of few words are the best men." (3.2.41)
A good leg will fall; a straight back will stoop; a black beard will turn white; a curl'd pate will grow bald; a fair face will wither; a full eye will wax hollow: but a good heart, Kate, is the sun and the moon; or, rather, the sun, and not the moon, — for it shines bright, and never changes, but keeps his course truly.
Time ... thou ceaseless lackey to eternity.
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