Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway, meeting the check of such another day.

But what's so blessed-fair that fears no blot? Thou mayst be false, and yet I know it not.

We must love men, ere to us they will seem worthy of our love.

A nun of winter's sisterhood kisses not more religiously; the very ice of chastity is in them.

Take but degree away, untune that string, and hark, what discord follows!

Macduff: What three things does drink especially provoke? Porter: Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and urine.

How poor are they that have have not patients.