Leave us to our free election.

The expedition of my violent love outrun the pauser, reason.

It is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds, Which shackles accidents and bolts up change.

JAQUES: Rosalind is your love's name? ORLANDO: Yes, just. JAQUES: I do not like her name. ORLANDO: There was no thought of pleasing you when she was christened.

There should be hours for necessities, not for delights; times to repair our nature with comforting repose, and not for us to waste these times.

Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie.

Ten kisses short as one, one long as twenty.