Though this be madness, yet there's method in't.
Love is a smoke raised with the cloud of Sighs, a fire in a loving eye. When unhappy - sea lovers tears. What is more?'s Prudent madness. Bile stifling and sweet delicacy.
Speak low if you speak love.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Wisdom cries out in the streets, and no man regards it.
Life? It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury; signifying nothing.
If you do love me, you will find me out.
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.
Peace puts forth her olive everywhere.
Mine honor is my life; both grow in one; Take honor from me, and my life is done.
Maids want nothing but husbands, but when they have them they want everything.
Death pay all debts.
