A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool.

Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war!

Your face is a book, where men may read strange matters.

For she had eyes and chose me.

The sight of lovers feedeth those in love.

There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love, remember.

It provokes the desire but it takes away the performance. Therefore much drink may be said to be an equivocator with lechery: it makes him and it mars him; it sets him on and it takes him off.