If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark
On Rumor's tongue continual slanders ride.
There is no such sport as sport by sport o'erthrown.
You're in love? Out Out of love? I love someone. She doesn't love me.
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
Men judge by the complexion of the sky The state and inclination of the day.