If music be the food of love, play on.

Give me that man that is not passion's slave, and I will wear him in my heart's core, in my heart of heart, as I do thee.

O, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note, to drown me in thy sister’s flood of tears.

Suspicion shall be all stuck full of eyes.

Two women placed together makes cold weather.

While he was drunk asleep, or in his rage, or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed.

The golden age is before us, not behind us.