I desire you in friendship, and I will one way or other make you amends.

The tempter or the tempted, who sins most? Ha! Not she: nor doth she tempt: but it is I That, lying by the violet in the sun, Do as the carrion does, not as the flower, Corrupt with virtuous season.

You have her father's love, Demetrius; Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him!

we are the lords of all eternity

When holy and devout religious men are at their beads, 'tis hard to draw them thence; so sweet is zealous contemplation.

For I can raise no money by vile means. By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.