A woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart.

A rarer spirit never Did steer humanity; but you gods will give us Some faults to make us men.

Tis a blushing shame-faced spirit that mutinies in a man's bosom. It fills a man full of obstacles. It made me once restore a purse of gold that (by chance) I found. It beggars any man that keeps it.

All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.

Romans, countrymen, and lovers, hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear.

Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole.

What, man, defy the devil. Consider, he's an enemy to mankind.