O Death, made proud with pure and princely beauty!
Honesty is not the best policy - merely the safest
They are sick that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing.
Diseases desperate grown By desperate appliances are relieved, Or not at all.
He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack that at the parting all the church did echo.
O! that a man might know The end of this day's business, ere it come; But it sufficeth that the day will end, And then the end is known.