Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying!

How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.

There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

I always thought it was both impious and unnatural that such immanity and bloody strife should reign among professors of one faith.

The Brightness of her cheek would shame those stars as daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven would through the airy region stream so bright that birds would sing, and think it were not night.

Though those that are betray'd Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor stands in worse case of woe

Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?