The ostentation of our love, which, left unshown, is often left unloved.

Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie.

Let still woman take An elder than herself: so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart, For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner to be lost and warn, Than women's are.

Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return to plague the inventor.

Love all. Trust a few. Do wrong to none. This above all: to thine own self be true. No legacy is so rich as honesty. Brevity is the soul of wit

Love moderately. Long love doth so. Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. *Love each other in moderation. That is the key to long-lasting love. Too fast is as bad as too slow.*

I cannot but remember such things were that were most precious to me.