A happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story

Love moderately. Long love doth so. Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. *Love each other in moderation. That is the key to long-lasting love. Too fast is as bad as too slow.*

Because it is a customary cross, As die to love as thoughts, and dreams, and sighs, Wishes, and tears, poor fancy's followers.

Cheerily to sea; the signs of war advance: No king of England, if not king of France

Who knows himself a braggart, Let him fear this; for it will come to pass That every braggart will be found an ass.

Pardon, gentles all, the flat unraised spirits that have dared on this unworthy scaffold to bring forth so great an object.

Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust? And, live we how we can, yet die we must.