The world is grown so bad, That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch.

O powerful love, that in some respects makes a beast a man, in some other, a man a beast.

I was too young that time to value her, But now I know her. If she be a traitor, Why, so am I. We still have slept together, Rose at an instant, learned, played, eat together, And wheresoe'er we went, like Juno's swans, Still we went coupled and inseparable.

I'll be damned for never a king's son in Christendom.

I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo.

That's a valiant flea that dares eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion.

Do not cast away an honest man for a villain's accusation.