What a fool honesty is.
Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Is not birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, Manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and such like, the spice and salt that season a man
As good luck would have it.
Diseases desperate grown By desperate appliances are relieved, Or not at all.
Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.