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

If I must die, I will encounter darkness as a bride, and hug it in mine arms.

My father compounded with my mother under the Dragon's tail, and my nativity was under Ursa Major, so that it follows, I am roughand lecherous. Tut, I should have been that I am, had the maidenliest star in the firmament twinkled on my bastardizing.

Put money in thy purse.

I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw.

I praise God for you, sir: your reasons at dinner have been sharp and sententious; pleasant without scurrility, witty without affectation, audacious without impudency, learned without opinion, and strange with-out heresy.

The miserable have no other medicine But only hope.