Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do.

Let life be short, else shame will be too long.

I must to the barber's, monsieur, for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face.

Is she not passing fair?

There's rosemary and rue. These keep Seeming and savor all the winter long. Grace and remembrance be to you.

Good counselors lack no clients.

Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues.