He thinks too much. Such men are dangerous.

Oh God! that one might read the book of fate, And see the revolution of the times Make mountains level, and the continent, Weary of solid firmness, melt itself Into the sea.

I would not wish any companion in the world but you.

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.

My meaning in saying he is a good man, is to have you understand me that he is sufficient.

The clock upbraids me with the waste of time.

I must be cruel only to be kind; Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.