Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. Then your love would also change.

I love thee; none but thee, and thou deservest it

What showers arise, blown with the windy tempest of my heart

Thou sodden-witted lord! thou hast no more brain than I have in mine elbows.

And I will make it felony to drink small beer.

Me, poor man, my library Was dukedom large enough.

Security is the chief enemy of mortals.