Men's vows are women's traitors

Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain.

CLEOPATRA: If it be love indeed, tell me how much. ANTONY: There's beggary in the love that can be reckoned. CLEOPATRA: I'll set a bourne how far to be belov'd. ANTONY: Then must thou needs find out new heaven, new earth.

He that is robbed, not wanting what is stolen, him not know t, and he's not robbed at all.

Who is it can read a woman?

Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me From mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom.

Women may fail when there is no strength in man