Lady, you know no rules of charity, Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses.
Get thee a good husband, and use him as he uses thee.
More of your conversation would infect my brain.
Come, swear it, damn thyself, lest, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves should fear to seize thee; therefore be double-damned, swear,--thou art honest.
The bitter clamor of two eager tongues.
He that will have a cake out of the wheat must tarry the grinding.