Best men oft are moulded out of faults.
Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love. Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues. Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch Against whose charms faith melteth into blood.
Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness.
I may command where I adore.
it is not enough to speak, but to speak truee
You lack the season of all natures, sleep.