“Get thee to a nunnery.”
“Wolves and bears, they say, casting their savagery aside, have done like offices of pity.”
“What, no more ceremony? See, my women! Against the blown rose may they stop their nose That kneel'd unto the buds.”
“I am not bound to please thee with my answer.”
“Away, you cut-purse rascal! you filthy bung, away! By this wine, I'll thrust my knife in your mouldy chaps, an you play the saucy cuttle with me. Away, you bottle-ale rascal! you basket-hilt stale juggler, you!”
“To do a great right do a little wrong.”
“I that please some, try all, both joy and terrorOf good and bad, that makes and unfolds error.”
“Virtue and genuine graces in themselves speak what no words can utter.”
“Time is the old justice that examines all such offenders, and let Time try.”
“What a fool honesty is.”
“Prosperity's the very bond of love, Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together Affliction alters.”
“Do all men kill the things they do not love?”
“The wound of peace is surety, Surety secure; but modest doubt is called The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches To th' bottom of the worst.”
“Things are often spoke and seldom meant.”
“Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet, And I am proof against their enmity.”
“Is this the generation of love? Hot blood, hot thoughts and hot deeds? Why, they are vipers. Is love a generation of vipers?”
“Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me From mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom.”
“Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway, meeting the check of such another day.”
“Now let it work. Mischief, thou art afoot. Take thou what course thou wilt.”
“My endeavorsHave ever come too short of my desires.Yet filed with my abilities.”
“Honest plain words best pierce the ear of grief.”
“Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war!”
“You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I will more willingly part withal: except my life, except my life, except my life.”
“I hold my peace, sir? no; No, I will speak as liberal as the north; Let heaven and men and devils, let them all, All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak.”
“Boldness be my friend.”
