A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yond justice rails upon yon simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.

No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change.

The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.

Base men being in love have then a nobility in their natures more than is native to them.

Ask me no reason why I love you; for though Love use Reason for his physician, he admits him not for his counsellor.

Fare thee well, king: sith thus thou wilt appear, Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.