Experience is by industry achieved, And perfected by the swift course of time.

It is the purpose that makes strong the vow; But vows to every purpose must not hold.

My master hath been an honorable gentleman; tricks he hath had in him which gentlemen have.

Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness.

To be generous, guiltless, and of a free disposition is to take those things for bird-bolts that you deem cannon-bullets.

Give it an understanding, but no tongue.

You lack the season of all natures, sleep.