He hath disgrac'd me and hind'red me half a million; laugh'd at my losses, mock'd at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated my enemies. And what's his reason? I am a Jew.

Nothing comes from doing nothing.

Who is so firm that can't be seduced?

Now entertain conjecture of a time When creeping murmur and the poring dark Fills the wide vessel of the universe.

From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: They sparkle still the right Promethean fire; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain and nourish all the world.

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

She speaks poniards, and every word stabs: if her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her; she would infect to the north star. I would not marry her, though she were endowed with all that Adam bad left him before he transgressed.