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

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.

There is a history in all men's lives.

We have some salt of our youth in us.

We must every one be a man of his own fancy.

How now, wit! Whither wander you?

Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.