I'll be damned for never a king's son in Christendom.

There's an old saying that applies to me: you can't lose a game if you don't play the game. (Act 1, scene 4)

Beauty lives with kindness.

...and then, in dreaming, / The clouds methought would open and show riches / Ready to drop upon me, that when I waked / I cried to dream again.

If there be no great love in the beginning, yet heaven may decrease it upon better acquaintance, when we are married and have more occasion to know one another: I hope, upon familiarity will grow more contempt.

For I can raise no money by vile means. By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas

There's nothing in this world can make me joy: Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.