We have seen better days.
All things that are, are with more spirit chased than enjoyed.
To mingle friendship far is mingling bloods.
Lord, I could not endure a husband with a beard on his face! I had rather lie in the woolen.
Bassanio: Do all men kill all the things they do not love? Shylock: Hates any man the thing he would not kill? Bassanio: Every offence is not a hate at first.
A dream itself is but a shadow.