As good luck would have it.

All's well if all ends well.

There is nothing but roguery to be found in villainous men.

a girl takes too much time to love and a few seconds to hate. but a boy takes a few seconds to love and too much time to hate.

Last scene of all that ends this strange, eventful history, is second childishness and mere oblivion. I am sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

It easeth some, though none it ever cured, to think their dolour others have endured.

And, if you love me, as I think you do, let's kiss and part, for we have much to do