To go to bed after midnight is to go to bed betimes
I begin to find an idle and fond bondage in the oppression of aged tyranny, who sways, not as it hath power, but as it is suffered.
Love goes toward love.
Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure; let us be jocund
Beware of entrance to a quarrel, but, being in, bear t that th' opposed may beware of thee.
He receives comfort like cold porridge.