I was born free as Caesar; so were you
Women are not In their best fortunes strong, but want will perjure the ne'er-touched vestal.
Listen to many, speak to a few.
Get thee to a nunnery.
Thou seest we are not all alone unhappy: This wide and universal theatre Presents more woeful pageants than the scene Wherein we play in.
They are in the very wrath of love, and they will go together. Clubs cannot part them