Though it be honest, it is never good to bring bad news.

One whom the music of his own vain tongue doth ravish like enchanting harmony.

I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more, is none

The arms are fair, When the intent of bearing them is just.

I wish you all the joy that you can wish.

She's beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is a woman, therefore to be won.

Some falls the means are happier to rise.