In thy face I see the map of honour, truth and loyalty.

You abilities are too infant-like for doing much alone.

Thou weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath.

When once our grace we have forgot, Nothing goes right.

Our very eyes Are sometimes, like our judgments, blind.

'Tis best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems.

A breath thou art, Servile to all the skyey influences.

I have bought golden opinions from all sorts of people.

Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust them.

This making of Christians will raise the price of hogs.

Lovers can do their amorous rites by their own beauties

Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian.

Is there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you?

I had rather live with cheese and garlic in a windmill.

Unbidden guests Are often welcomest when they are gone.

I drink to the general joy o’ the whole table." Macbeth

For my own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men.

My way of life Is fall'n into the sear and yellow leaf.

He that hath the steerage of my course, Direct my sail.

Light boats sail swift, though greater hulks draw deep.

Company, villainous company, hath been the spoil of me.

I would give all of my fame for a pot of ale and safety.

I swear again, I would not be a queen For all the world.

The commonwealth of Athens is become a forest of beasts.

You, and your lady, Take from my heart all thankfulness!

He is as full of valor as of kindness. Princely in both.

You are not worth another word, else I'd call you knave.

This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.

Your face is a book, where men may read strange matters.

O villains, vipers, dogs, easily won to fawn on any man!

Dream in light years, challenge miles, walk step by step

The quality of nothing hath not such need to hide itself

The morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness.

What's gone, and what's past help, Should be past grief.

Better a little chiding than a great deal of heartbreak.

You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!

Though it be honest, it is never good to bring bad news.

Time be thine, And thy best graces spend it at thy will.

The amity that wisdom knits not, folly may easily untie.

Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it.

Love asks me no questions, and gives me endless support.

So curses all Eve's daughters of what complexion soever.

There's no better sign of a brave mind than a hard hand.

Even through the hollow eyes of death I spy life peering.

it provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance

The world is not thy friend, nor the world's law. - Romeo

The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness.

Honor's thought Reigns solely in the breast of every man.

Fortune is merry, And in this mood will give us anything.

Good God, the souls of all my tribe defend From jealousy!

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