In thy foul throat thou liest.
Give me my sin again.
The fittest time to corrupt a man's wife is when she's fallen out with her husband.
I do I know not what, and fear to find Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind. Fate, show thy force. Ourselves we do not owe. What is decreed must be; and be this so.
[Marriage is] a world-without-end bargain.
If thou couldst, doctor, cast The water of my land, find her disease, And purge it to a sound and pristine health, I would applaud thee to the very echo, That should applaud you again.