I would there were no age between sixteen and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting

Heaven would that she these gifts should have, and I to live and die her slave.

Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.

We are such stuff that dreams are made of.

The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, which still we thank as love.

Be not too tame neither, but let your own Discretion be your tutor; suit the action to the word, the word to the action.

Hasty marriage seldom proveth well.