That man that hath a tongue, I say is no man, if with his tongue he cannot win a woman.

It is held that valor is the chiefest virtue, and most dignifies the haver.

Give thy thoughts no tongue, nor any unproportioned thought his act. Be thou familiar but by no means vulgar.

So are you to my thoughts as food to life, or as sweet seasoned showers are to the ground.

Benvolio- "By my head, here come the Capulets." Mercutio- "By my heel, I care not.

O sir, you are old; nature in you stands on the very verge of her confine; you should be ruled and led by some discretion, that discerns your fate better than you yourself.

I do love nothing in the world so well as you- is not that strange?