I long To hear the story of your life, which must Take the ear strangely.

Some kinds of baseness are nobly undergone.

Alas, that love, so gentle in his view, Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof! *It’s sad. Love looks like a nice thing, but it’s actually very rough when you experience it.*

Is this the generation of love? Hot blood, hot thoughts and hot deeds? Why, they are vipers. Is love a generation of vipers?

Opinion crowns with an imperial voice.

To beguile the time, look like the time. Bear welcome in your eye, your hand, your tongue.

Nimble thought can jump both sea and land.