Virtue's office never breaks men's troth.

Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel; For well thou know'st to my dear doting heart Thou art the fairest and most precious jewel.

To be furious, is to be frighted out of fear.

There is no sure foundation set on blood, No certain life achieved by others' death.

I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.

He doth nothing but talk of his horses.

I am ill at these numbers.