For 'tis the sport to have the engineer Hoist with his own petar; and't shall go hard But I will delve one yard below their mines And blow them at the moon.
I am not in the giving vein today.
Or are you like the painting of a sorrow, a face without a heart?
Maids want nothing but husbands, and when they have them, they want everything.
There's a time for all things.
He is as full of valor as of kindness. Princely in both.