Why what a fool was I to this drunken monster for a God. - Caliban
But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool.
Till all grace be in one woman, one woman shall not come in my grace.
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
What made me love thee? let that persuade thee, there's something extraordinary in thee
Thou art an elm, my husband, I a vine.