Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.
Rich honesty dwells like a miser, Sir, in a poor house; as your pearl in your foul oyster.
O, spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou!
I have no other but a woman's reason: I think him so, because I think him so.
Dream in light years, challenge miles, walk step by step
It is the bright day that brings forth the adder, and that craves wary walking.