Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour.

Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench; I love her ten times more than e'er I did: O, how I long to have some chat with her!

Let me have men about me that are fat... Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look. He thinks too much: such men are dangerous.

All lovers swear more performance than they are able, and yet reserve an ability that they never perform; vowing more than the perfection of ten, and discharging less than the tenth part of one.

The blood of youth burns not with such excess as gravity's revolt to wantonness.

We have some salt of our youth in us.

You lack the season of all natures, sleep.