'Tis best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems.
What's done is done. The joy is in the doing.
Is he on his horse? O happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony!
If thou dost marry, I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry: be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny.
How much an ill word may empoison liking!
Lord, I could not endure a husband with a beard on his face! I had rather lie in the woolen.