The readiness is all.

This sanguine coward, this bed-presser, this horseback-breaker, this huge hill of flesh!

Keep thy foot out of brothels, thy hand out of plackets, thy pen from lender's books, and defy the foul fiend.

My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent.

You have lost no reputation at all, unless you repute yourself such a loser.

Being your slave what should I do but tend, Upon the hours, and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend; Nor services to do till you require.

Base men being in love have then a nobility in their natures more than is native to them.