Violent fires soon burn out themselves, small showers last long, but sudden storms are short; he tires betimes that spurs too fast.

Why, i' faith, methinks she's too low for a high praise, too brown for a fair praise and too little for a great praise: only this commendation I can afford her, that were she other than she is, she were unhandsome; and being no other but as she is, I do not like her. (Benedick, from Much Ado About Nothing)

What's done is done. The joy is in the doing.

I have drunk and seen the spider.

Those that much covet are with gain so fond, For what they have not, that which they possess They scatter and unloose it from their bond, And so, by hoping more, they have but less; Or, gaining more, the profit of excess Is but to surfeit, and such griefs sustain, That they prove bankrupt in this poor-rich gain.

I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.

If our virtues did not go forth of us, it were all alike as if we had them not.