You have lost no reputation at all, unless you repute yourself such a loser.

Love asks me no questions, and gives me endless support.

The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils.

Assume a virtue if you have it not.

Beware of entrance to a quarrel, but, being in, bear t that th' opposed may beware of thee.

O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant.

Yet this my comfort: when your words are done, My woes end likewise with the evening sun.