How much better is it to weep at joy than to joy at weeping?
What's done can't be undone.
Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.
The world is not thy friend, nor the world's law. - Romeo
How much more doth beauty beauteous seem by that sweet ornament which truth doth give!
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.