. . . it is impossible you should take true root but by the fair weather that you make yourself it is needful that you frame the season of your own harvest.

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

What a piece of work is a man

Pride went before, ambition follows him.

Maids want nothing but husbands, and when they have them, they want everything.

Be to yourself as you would to your friend.

Good wombs have borne bad sons." -- (Miranda, I:2)