I kissed thee ere I killed thee. No way but this, Killing myself, to die upon a kiss.
Words spoken can not be recalled so think twice before you speak.
It is the purpose that makes strong the vow; But vows to every purpose must not hold.
There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.
What's gone, and what's past help, Should be past grief.
But miserable most, to love unloved? This you should pity rather than despise