Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.
Suffer love; a good epithet! I do suffer love, indeed, for I love thee against my will.
Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan For that deep wound it gives my friend and me; Is't not enough to torture me alone, But slave to slavery my sweet'st friend must be?
Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered.
Hopeless and helpless doth Egeon wend, But to procrastinate his liveless end.
a girl takes too much time to love and a few seconds to hate. but a boy takes a few seconds to love and too much time to hate.