But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yond justice rails upon yon simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
But she makes hungry Where she most satisfies.
Nimble thought can jump both sea and land.
Men in rage strike those that wish them best.
CLEOPATRA: If it be love indeed, tell me how much. ANTONY: There's beggary in the love that can be reckoned. CLEOPATRA: I'll set a bourne how far to be belov'd. ANTONY: Then must thou needs find out new heaven, new earth.