O powerful love, that in some respects makes a beast a man, in some other, a man a beast.
Out of this nettle - danger - we pluck this flower - safety.
Set honour in one eye and death i' the other, And I will look on both indifferently.
Exit, pursued by a bear.
How ill white hairs become a fool and jester!
No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change.