I wish you all the joy that you can wish.

Sometimes, less is more.

But we have reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings, our unbitted lusts; whereof I take this that you call love to bea sect or scion.... It is merely a lust of the blood and a permission of the will.

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.

Though I am not naturally honest, I am sometimes so by chance.

When lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler gamester is the soonest winner

Remuneration! O! That's the Latin word for three farthings