God's will! my liege, would you and I alone, Without more help, could fight this royal battle!

Conscience is a blushing, shamefaced spirit than mutinies in a man's bosom; it fills one full of obstacles.

Why, all delights are vain; but that most vain, Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit pain.

Let witchcraft join with beauty, lust with both!

He hath a heart as sound as a bell, and his tongue is the clapper; for what his heart thinks his tongue speaks.

a girl takes too much time to love and a few seconds to hate. but a boy takes a few seconds to love and too much time to hate.

There is no more mercy in him than there is milk in a male tiger.