To sue to live, I find I seek to die; And, seeking death, find life: let it come on.

Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.

To be in love, where scorn is bought with groans; coy looks, with heart-sore sighs; one fading moment's mirth

So we grew together like to a double cherry, seeming parted, but yet an union in partition, two lovely berries molded on one stem.

It is a good divine that follows his own instructions.

It is as easy to count atomies as to resolve the propositions of a lover.

To be in anger is impiety, but who is man that is not angry?