If they love they know not why, they hate upon no better ground, they hate upon no better a ground
... I am At war 'twixt will and will not.
The fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it.
It is that fery person for all the orld, as just as you will desire; and seven hundred pounds of moneys, and gold, and silver, is her grandsire upon his death's-bed-Got deliver to a joyful resurrections!
Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers.
It is the mind that makes the body rich; and as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, so honor peereth in the meanest habit.