The icy precepts of respect.
Weed your better judgments of all opinion that grows rank in them.
Tempt not a desperate man
The villany you teach me I shall execute; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
Be like you thought our love would last too long, if it were chain'd together
The will is infinite and the execution confin'd, the desire is boundless and the act a slave to limit.