Affection, mistress of passion, sways it to the mood of what it likes or loathes.

Time travels at different speeds for different people. I can tell you who time strolls for, who it trots for, who it gallops for, and who it stops cold for.

Few love to hear the sins they love to act.

It is meant that noble minds keep ever with their likes; for who so firm that cannot be seduced.

If thou remeber'st not the slightest folly that ever love did make thee run into, thou hast not lov'd

I do profess to be no less than I seem; to serve him truly that will put me in trust: to love him that is honest; to converse with him that is wise, and says little; to fear judgment; to fight when I cannot choose; and to eat no fish.

I like not fair terms and a villain's mind.