Wise men ne'er sit and wail their woes, but presently prevent the ways to wail.

And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.

They are but beggars that can count their worth.

These earthly godfathers of Heaven's lights, that give a name to every fixed star, have no more profit of their shining nights than those that walk and know not what they are.

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

Never play with the feelings of others, because you may win the game but the risk is that you will surely lose the person for life time

Love is begun by time and time qualifies the spark and fire of it.