The moon, like to a silver bow new bent in heaven.

So shalt thou feed on Death, that feeds on men.

In nature there's no blemish but the mind. None can be called deformed but the unkind.

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.

A true repentance shuns the evil itself, more than the external suffering or the shame.

If I were a woman I would kiss as many of you as had beards that pleased me, complexions that liked me and breaths that I defied not

It hurts not the tongue to give fair words.