Thou unfit for any place but hell.
For some must watch, while some must sleep So runs the world away
Mercutio: "If love be rough with you, be rough with love.
Love's not love When it is mingled with regards that stand Aloof from th' entire point.
By Heaven, my soul is purg'd from grudging hate; And with my hand I seal my true heart's love
Diseases desperate grown By desperate appliances are relieved, Or not at all.