Patience is sottish, and impatience does become a dog that's mad.

Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.

This liberty is all that I request.

I have no other but a woman's reason: I think him so, because I think him so.

For my own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men.

ROMEO to BALTHASAR But if thou, jealous, dost return to pry In what I further shall intend to do, By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint And strew this hungry churchyard with thy limbs: The time and my intents are savage-wild, More fierce and more inexorable far Than empty tigers or the roaring sea.

Oh! that you could turn your eyes towards the napes of your necks, and make but an interior survey of your good selves.