The force of his own merit makes his way-a gift that heaven gives for him.

I do love nothing in the world so well as you- is not that strange?

I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking.

Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.

God bless thee; and put meekness in thy breast, Love, charity, obedience, and true duty!

And his unkindness may defeat my life, But never taint my love.

I can hardly forbear hurling things at him.