Love is begun by time and time qualifies the spark and fire of it.
Why, thou owest god a death.
Let the sap of reason quench the fire of passion.
Verily, I swear, it is better to be lowly born, and range with humble livers in content, than to be perked up in a glistering grief, and wear a golden sorrow.
If she be not honest, chaste, and true, there's no man happy.
You have too much respect upon the world; They lose it that do buy it with much care