Though men can cover crimes with bold, stern looks, poor women's faces are their own faults' books.
I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo.
Journeys end in lovers meeting.
For 'tis the sport to have the engineer Hoist with his own petar; and't shall go hard But I will delve one yard below their mines And blow them at the moon.
All places that the eye of heaven visits Are to a wise man ports and happy havens. Teach thy necessity to reason thus; There is no virtue like necessity.