No man means evil but the devil, and we shall know him by his horns.

If [God] send me no husband, for the which blessing I am at him upon my knees every morning and evening.

There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings.

If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here While these visions did appear.

I am a great eater of beef, and I believe that does harm to my wit.

See what a ready tongue suspicion hath!

And all this day an unaccustomed spirit lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.