Mercutio: "If love be rough with you, be rough with love.

The extreme parts of time extremely forms all causes to the purpose of his speed.

O, let him pass. He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.

The Brightness of her cheek would shame those stars as daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven would through the airy region stream so bright that birds would sing, and think it were not night.

Mine eyes smell onions: I shall weep anon.

I would give all of my fame for a pot of ale and safety.

Thus hath the candle sing'd the moth. O these deliberate fools!