So fair and foul a day i had not seen.

Tis the mind that makes the body rich.

Glory grows guilty of detested crimes.

My only love sprung from my only hate.

The chameleon Love can feed on the air

I was born free as Caesar; so were you

Thou art an elm, my husband, I a vine.

There is a history in all men's lives.

For grief is crowned with consolation.

Would I were in an alehouse in London.

Thou weedy elf-skinned canker-blossom!

To do a great right do a little wrong.

To fear the worst oft cures the worst.

You speak an infinite deal of nothing.

Alas, how love can trifle with itself!

'Tis brief, my lord...as woman's love.

The leopard does not change his spots.

Presume not that I am the thing I was.

The love of heaven makes one heavenly.

Love adds a precious seeing to the eye.

I do desire we may be better strangers.

Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?

Do not spread the compost on the weeds.

I myself am best When least in company.

On pain of death, no person be so bold.

He must needs go that the devil drives.

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Never anger made good guard for itself.

What is more miserable than discontent?

He receives comfort like cold porridge.

He is well paid that is well satisfied.

I can call spirits from the vasty deep.

Our wills and fates do so contrary run.

I am a feather for each wind that blows

Best men oft are moulded out of faults.

And blind oblivion swallowed cities up.

I hate the murderer, love him murdered.

But love is blind and lovers cannot see

Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.

We must be gentle now we are gentlemen.

I'll have no husband, if you be not he.

Extreme fear can neither fight nor fly.

Well, honor is the subject of my story.

Truth is truth to the end of reckoning.

God send everyone their heart's desire!

See what a ready tongue suspicion hath!

How many fond fools serve mad jealousy!

For I can raise no money by vile means.

I will be brief. Your noble son is mad.

A light wife doth make a heavy husband.

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