I will do anything, Nerissa, ere I'll be married to a sponge.
Men should be what they seem.
We make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars; as if we were villians by compulsion.
The wildest hath not such a heart as you. Run when you will, the story shall be changed: Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase; The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind Makes speed to catch the tiger; bootless speed, When cowardice pursues and valour flies.
A right judgment draws us a profit from all things we see .
So they loved as love in twain Had the essence but in one; Two distinct, divisions none.