Profit is a blessing, if it's not stolen.
For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy
Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell.
This is a way to kill a wife with kindness.
Ay, but hearken, sir; though the chameleon Love can feed on the air, I am one that am nourished by my victuals, and would fain have meat.
So, you are very welcome to our house. It must appear in other ways than words, Therefore, I scant this breathing courtesy.