If [God] send me no husband, for the which blessing I am at him upon my knees every morning and evening.

Take but degree away, untune that string, and hark, what discord follows!

Shall I compare thee to a summer day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate... When in eternal lines to time thou growst So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

The small amount of foolery wise men have makes a great show.

She is mine own, And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.

Let every man be master of his time.

The fortune of us that are the moon's men doth ebb and flow like the sea, being governed, as the sea is, by the moon.