If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottage princes' palaces.

The common curse of mankind, folly and ignorance, be thine in great revenue!

This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad.

I pardon him, as God shall pardon me.

You have witchcraft in your lips

Let me confess that we two must be twain, although our undivided loves are one.

We that are true lovers run into strange capers; but as all is mortal in nature, so is all nature in love mortal in folly.