“Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov’d, that lov’d not at first sight?”

All places are alike, and every earth is fit for burial.

Now I will show myself to have more of the serpent than the dove; That is–more knave than fool.

Above our life we love a steadfast friend.

Unhappy spirits that fell with Lucifer, Conspired against our God with Lucifer, And are for ever damned with Lucifer.

All women are ambitious naturally.

You stars that reigned at my nativity, whose influence hath allotted death and hell.

My men like satyrs grazing on the lawns, / Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay.

Till swollen with cunning, of a self-conceit, His waxen wings did mount above his reach, And, melting, Heavens conspir’d his overthrow.

Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove, That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields.

The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike

Things that are not at all, are never lost.

Honour is purchas’d by the deeds we do.

Live and die in Aristotle’s works.

Religion! O Diabole! Fie, I am asham’d, however that I seem, To think a word of such simple sound, Of such great matter should be made the ground.

Fools that will laugh on earth, most weep in hell.

Strike up the drum and march courageously.

It doesn’t matter who you are or what you look like, so long as somebody loves you.

I believe in second chances, but I don’t believe in third or fourth chances.

When your happiness is someone else’s happiness, that is love.

A mother takes twenty years to make a man of her boy, and another woman makes a fool of him in twenty minutes.

Forever isn’t long at all, as long as I’m with you.

if i’m not here to love you what am i here for.

Promise me you’ll never forget me because if I thought you would, I’d never leave.

Your kisses lift me higher like the sweet song of a choir. You light my morning sky, with burning love.