As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
Macduff: What three things does drink especially provoke? Porter: Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and urine.
To fear the worst oft cures the worst.
I dote on his very absence.
O that men's ears should be To counsel deaf but not to flattery!
Thine eyes I love, and they as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on black, and loving mourners be, Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain.