I did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart: but the saying is true 'The empty vessel makes the greatest sound'.

They do not love that do not show their love.

Make not your thoughts your prisons.

Thou art an elm, my husband, I a vine.

I am not merry, but I do beguile the thing I am by seeming otherwise.

My nature is subdued to what it works in, like the dyer's hand.

You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!