This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violent property ordoes itself and leads the will to desperate undertakings.

Good things should be praised.

Beauty is bought by judgement of the eye.

To some kind of men their graces serve them but as enemies.

Go to you bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know.

Come not between the dragon and his wrath.

So foul and fair a day I have not seen.