Mercutio: "If love be rough with you, be rough with love.
Lord Polonius: What do you read, my lord? Hamlet: Words, words, words. Lord Polonius: What is the matter, my lord? Hamlet: Between who? Lord Polonius: I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.
The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.
But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on, Leaving no tract behind.
Man and wife, being two, are one in love.
Every inordinate cup is unbless'd, and the ingredient is a devil.