When I was at home I was in a better place
Love all, trust a few, Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy Rather in power than use; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key: be check'd for silence, But never tax'd for speech.
I cannot be a man with wishing, therefore I will die a woman with grieving.
Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers.
He is white-livered and red-faced.
Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. Then your love would also change.