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It is to be all made of fantasy, All made of passion and all made of wishes, All adoration, duty, and observance, All humbleness, all patience and impatience, All purity, all trial, all observance.

We that are true lovers run into strange capers.

O, that's a brave man! He writes brave verses, speaks brave words, swears brave oaths, and breaks them bravely.

Oh, what a world is this when what is comely
Envenoms him that bears it!

The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.

Say a day without the ever.

Omittance is no quittance.

- God be wi' you. Let's meet as little as we can.

• I do desire we may be better strangers.

Of a certain knight that swore by his honor they were good pancakes, and swore by his honor the mustard was naught. Now, I’ll stand to it, the pancakes were naught and the mustard was good, and yet was not the knight forsworn.

Happy is your grace,
That can translate the stubbornness of fortune
Into so quiet and so sweet a style.

Yet, fortune cannot recompense me better
Than to die well, and not my master's debtor.

Time is the old justice that examines all such offenders, and let time try.

What care I for words? Yet words do well
When he that speaks them pleases those that hear.

I hope I shall see an end of him, for my soul- yet I know not why- hates nothing more than he.

Good plays prove the better by the help of good epilogues.

All the world's a stage; And all the men and women merely players.

O coz, coz, coz, my pretty little coz, that thou
didst know how many fathom deep I am in love! But
it cannot be sounded: my affection hath an unknown
bottom, like the bay of Portugal.

O, how full of briers is this working-day world!

Invest me in my motley. Give me leave
To speak my mind, and I will through and through
Cleanse the foul body of th' infected world If they will patiently receive my medicine.