We were not born to sue, but to command.

When you do dance, I wish you a wave o' the sea, that you might ever do nothing but that.

The elephant hath joints, but none for courtesy; his legs are legs for necessity, not for flexure.

Oh why rebuke you him that loves you so? / Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe.

Now I will believe that there are unicorns.

In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. -Sonnet 73

O serpent heart hid with a flowering face! Did ever a dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant, feind angelical, dove feather raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of devinest show, just opposite to what thou justly seemest - A dammed saint, an honourable villain!