But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.
Being of no power to make his wishes good: His promises fly so beyond his state That what he speaks is all in debt; he owes For every word.
Examine well your blood.
There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.
There is flattery in friendship.
One half of me is yours, the other half is yours, Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, And so all yours.