How long a time lies in one little word?

O, teach me how you look, and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart."-Helena

Love will not be spurred to what it loathes

Come give us a taste of your quality.

Your cause of sorrow must not be measured by his worth, for then it hath no end.

I have seen better faces in my time Than stands on any shoulder that I see Before me at this instant.

My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break.