"Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee."
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"That which is now a horse, even with a thought The rack dislimms, and makes it indistinct As water is in water"
"Th abuse of greatness is when it disjoins remorse from power."
"So loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven, Visit her face' too roughly."
"To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green."
"Every good servant does not all commands."
"Weariness can snore upon the flint when resting sloth finds the down pillow hard."
"A knot you are of damned bloodsuckers."
"You wear out a good wholesome forenoon in hearing a cause between an orange wife and a fosset-seller."
"For what is wedlock forced but a hell, An age of discord and continual strife? Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss, And is a pattern of celestial peace."
"If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge."
"Is not birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, Manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and such like, the spice and salt that season a man"
"Security is the chief enemy of mortals."
"I think the King is but a man as I am: the violet smells to him as it doth to me."
"Charity itself fulfills the law. And who can sever love from charity?"
"One whom the music of his own vain tongue doth ravish like enchanting harmony."
"My prophecy is but half his journey yet, For yonder walls, that pertly front your town, Yon towers, whose wanton tops do buss the clouds, Must kiss their own feet."
"Men that hazard all Do it in hope of fair advantages: A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross."
"Allow not nature more than nature needs."
"Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness."