Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.

There are occasions and causes, why and wherefore in all things.

He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man. He that is more than a youth is not for me, and he that is less than a man, I am not for him.

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 silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.

Rumour doth double, like the voice and echo, The numbers of the feared.

Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.