And he goes through life, his mouth open, and his mind closed.

The villany you teach me I shall execute; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.

The golden age is before us, not behind us.

If thou dost marry, I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry: be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny.

To climb steep hills requires a slow pace at first.

I am in blood Stepp'd in so far, that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er.

Good reasons must of force give place to better.