Live in thy shame, but die not shame with thee!

O serpent heart hid with a flowering face! Did ever a dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant, feind angelical, dove feather raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of devinest show, just opposite to what thou justly seemest - A dammed saint, an honourable villain!

To be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand.

'By heaven, that thou art fair, is most infallible true, that thou art beauteous truth itself, that thou art lovely. More fairer than fair, beautiful than beauteous, truer than truth itself, have commiseration on thy heroical vassal.

I will make thee think thy swan a crow.

Up and down, up and down I will lead them up and down I am feared in field in town Goblin, lead them up and down

This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad.