And his unkindness may defeat my life, But never taint my love.

Downy sleep, death's counterfeit.

There was never yet philosopher that could endure the toothache patiently

One sees more devils than vast hell can hold

Never play with the feelings of others, because you may win the game but the risk is that you will surely lose the person for life time

Fie, thou dishonest Satan! I call thee by the most modest terms; for I am one of those gentle ones that will use the devil himself with courtesy: sayest thou that house is dark?

Assume a virtue, if you have it not. That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat, Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, That to the use of actions fair and good He likewise gives a frock or livery That aptly is put on. Refrain tonight, And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence; the next more easy; For use almost can change the stamp of nature.