I myself have loved a lady and pursued her with a great deal of under-age protestation, whom some three or four gallants that have enjoyed would with all their hearts have been glad to have been rid of. 'Tis just like a summer birdcage in a garden: the birds that are without despair to get in, and the birds that are within despair and are in a consumption for fear they shall never get out.

Do you not weep? Other sins only speak; murder shrieks out. The element of water moistens the earth, But blood flies upwards and bedews the heavens.

A politician is the devil's quilted anvil; He fashions all sins on him, and the blows are never heard.

I am Duchess of Malfi still.

Ambition, madam, is a great man's madness.

Imyself haveheard averygood jest, and havescornedto seem to have so sillya wit as to understand it.

Lay this unto your breast: Old friends, like old swords, still are trusted best.