He is as full of valor as of kindness. Princely in both.
I shall show the cinders of my spirits Through the ashes of my chance.
Oppose not rage while rage is in its force, but give it way a while and let it waste.
Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, more longing, wavering, sooner lost and won, than women's are.
You have her father's love, Demetrius; Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him!
It is not, nor it cannot, come to good, But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.