Though this be madness, yet there is method in't.

Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.

it provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance

We suffer a lot the few things we lack and we enjoy too little the many things we have.

Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me From mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom.

Assure thee, if I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it to the last article." --Othello, Act III, Scene iii

Where is your ancient courage? You were used to say extremities was the trier of spirits; That common chances common men could bear; That when the sea was calm all boats alike showed mastership in floating.