I have heard of some kind of men that put quarrels purposely on others, to taste their valor.
An honest man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not.
I would we were all of one mind, and one mind good.
Faith, stay here this night; they will surely do us no harm; you saw they speak us fair, give us gold; methinks they are such a gentle nation that, but for the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me, could find in my heart to stay here still and turn witch.
The prize of all too precious you.
Women's weapons, water-drops.