Macbeth to Witches: What are these So wither'd and so wild in their attire, That look not like th' inhabitants o' th' earth, And yet are on 't?

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

It is certain that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is caught as men take diseases, one of another.

Here is a rural fellow that will not be denied your Highness' presence: he brings you figs.

How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds makes ill deeds done!

Me, poor man, my library Was dukedom large enough.

Look on beauty, and you shall see 'tis purchased by the weight.