But we have reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings, our unbitted lusts; whereof I take this that you call love to bea sect or scion.... It is merely a lust of the blood and a permission of the will.

I feel within me a peace above all earthly dignities, a still and quiet conscience.

I thank you all and here dismiss you all, and to the love and favor of my country commit myself, my person, and the cause.

The venom clamours of a jealous woman poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.

Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones.

The sudden hand of Death close up mine eye!

Love's stories written in love's richest books. To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes.