We inherit nothing truly, but what our actions make us worthy of.
Who hath no faith to man, to God hath none.
I pray, what flowers are these? The pansy this, O, that's for lover's thoughts.
Extremes, though contrary, have the like effects. Extreme heat kills, and so extreme cold: extreme love breeds satiety, and so extreme hatred; and too violent rigor tempts chastity, as does too much license.
Fate's such a shrewish thing.
Keep thy shop, and thy shop will keep thee. Light gains make heavy purses. 'Tis good to be merry and wise.