Crabbed age and youth cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care.

It is the cowish terror of his spirit that dares not undertake; he'll not feel wrongs which tie him to an answer.

A contract of eternal bond of love, Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands, Arrested by the holy close of lips, Strength'ned by the interchangement of your rings, And all the ceremony of this compact Seal'd in my function, by my testimony.

Lady, you know no rules of charity, Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses.

Is she not passing fair?

I have drunk and seen the spider.

You are not worth another word, else I'd call you knave.