Silence is the perfectest herault of joy. I were but little happy if I could say how much.

O' thinkest thou we shall ever meet again? I doubt it not; and all these woes shall serve For sweet discourses in our times to come.

Honesty is not the best policy - merely the safest

A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.

If her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her, she would infect to the north star!

So, you are very welcome to our house. It must appear in other ways than words, Therefore, I scant this breathing courtesy.

My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break.