She is a woman, therefore to be won.
Comfort's in heaven, and we are on the earth
To show an unfelt sorrow is an office Which the false man does easy.
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
Bassanio: Do all men kill all the things they do not love? Shylock: Hates any man the thing he would not kill? Bassanio: Every offence is not a hate at first.
No, I will be the pattern of all patience; I will say nothing.