Let's go hand in hand, not one before another.

One woman is fair, yet I am well; another is wise, yet I am well; another virtuous, yet I am well; but till all graces be in one woman, one woman shall not come in my grace.

Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell.

I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad and to travel for it too!

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them?

Present mirth hath present laughter. What's to come is still unsure.

Virtue is chok'd with foul ambition