His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth.

Well, God's above all; and there be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved.

All thy vexations Were but my trials of thy love, and thou Hast strangely stood the test; here, afore heaven, I ratify this my rich gift.

A man cannot make him laugh; but that's no marvel; he drinks no wine.... If I had a thousand sons, the first human principle I would teach them should be, to forswear thin potations and to addict themselves to sack.

Make the doors upon a woman's wit, and it will out at the casement; shut that, and 'twill out at the key-hole; stop that, 'twill fly with the smoke out at the chimney.

Believe then, if you please, that I can do strange things. [Act 5, Scene 2]

By heaven, I do love: and it hath taught me to rhyme, and to be mekancholy.