I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.

The weakest kind of fruit drops earliest to the ground.

There's no better sign of a brave mind than a hard hand.

Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.

I desire you in friendship, and I will one way or other make you amends.

Men's vows are women's traitors

For sorrow ends not, when it seemeth done.