Grief best is pleased with grief's society.

I may chance have some odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on me, because I have railed so long against marriage: but doth not the appetite alter? a man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe a man from the career of his humour? No, the world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.

Hear the meaning within the word.

Talking isn't doing. It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds.

Do not speak like a death's-head, do not bid me remember mine end.

Give obedience where 'tis truly owed.

This is a way to kill a wife with kindness.