Unnatural deeds do breed unnatural troubles.

If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here While these visions did appear.

Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole.

Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?

You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I will more willingly part withal: except my life, except my life, except my life.

By my soul I swear, there is no power in the tongue of man to alter me.

Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye.