Love moderately; long love doth so; too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
Nay, do not think I flatter. For what advancement may I hope from thee, That no revenue hast but thy good spirits To feed and clothe thee? Why should the poor be flattered?
Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains.
Why should we rise because 'tis light? Did we lie down because t'was night?
Small things make base men proud.
Benvolio- "By my head, here come the Capulets." Mercutio- "By my heel, I care not.