A man cannot make him laugh; but that's no marvel; he drinks no wine.... If I had a thousand sons, the first human principle I would teach them should be, to forswear thin potations and to addict themselves to sack.

Men's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze. I will not budge for no man's pleasure.

Oh, injurious love, that respites me a life, whose very comfort is still a dying horror

I do begin to have bloody thoughts.

Grace and remembrance be to you both.

Profit is a blessing, if it's not stolen.

We must be brief when traitors brave the field.