Alas, our frailty is the cause , not we! For, such as we are made of, such we be.

The lady doth protest too much, methinks.

Let never day nor night unhallowed pass, but still remember what the Lord hath done.

Men's vows are women's traitors

As a decrepit father takes delight To see his active child do deeds of youth, So I, made lame by fortune's dearest spite, Take all my comfort of thy worth and truth.

Greatness knows itself.

I am never merry when I hear sweet music.