O, teach me how you look, and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart."-Helena
Religious canons, civil laws, are cruel; then what should war be?
For which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me?
Romans, countrymen, and lovers, hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear.
What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind.
Assume a virtue, if you have it not. That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat; Of habits devil, is angel yet in this.