Care I for the limb, the thews, the stature, bulk, and big assemblance of a man! Give me the spirit.
Get thee a good husband, and use him as he uses thee.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.
This is the short and the long of it.
If by chance I talk a little wild, forgive me; I had it from my father.
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.