Let argument bear no unmusical sound.

Woman, the more careful she is about her face, the more careless about her house.

I do honor the very flea of his dog.

Poets are far rarer birds than kings.

You learn nothing about someone by the way they win the fight, you learn everything about the way they lose and keep coming back.

Great honours are great burdens, but on whom They are cast with envy, he doth bear two loads.

Come, my Celia, let us prove, While we can, the sports of love, Time will not be ours for ever, He, at length, our good will sever; Spend not then his gifts in vain: Suns that set may rise again; But if once we lose this light, 'Tis with us perpetual night. Why should we defer our joys? Fame and rumour are but toys.