Love adds a precious seeing to the eye.
His worst fault is, he's given to prayer; he is something peevish that way.
Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. Then your love would also change.
Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear.
A great cause of the night is lack of the sun.
Love is merely a madness; and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do; and the reason why they are not so punish'd and cured is that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers are in love too.