Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love. Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues. Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch Against whose charms faith melteth into blood.

I hope to see London once ere I die.

Un-thread the rude eye of rebellion, and welcome home again discarded faith.

A plague of sighing and grief! It blows a man up like a bladder.

Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.

Some are born great, others achieve greatness.

I am a kind of burr; I shall stick.