'Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed

Hath Romeo slain himself? Say thou but ay, And that bare vowel ay shall poison more Than the death-darting eye of cockatrice. I am not I,if there be such an ay, Or those eyes shut,that make thee answer ay: If he be slain say ay,or if not,no: Brief sounds,determine of my weal or woe.

If the masses can love without knowing why, they also hate without much foundation.

Every man has his fault, and honesty is his.

Enough no more; Tis not so sweet now as it was before.

When truth kills truth, O devilish holy fray!

My love is thine to teach; teach it but how, And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn. Any hard lesson that may do thee good.