All is not gold that glisteneth
Black spirits and white, red spirits and gray,/ Mingle, mingle, mingle, you that mingle may!
There's no hate lost between us.
When affection only speaks, truth is not always there
Though I be poor, I'm honest.
By many a happy accident.
A wondrous necessary man.
Have you summoned your wits from woolgathering?
A little too wise, they say, do ne'er live long.
Ground not upon dreams; you know they are ever contrary.
FRANCISCUS: How sweetly she looks! Oh, but there's a wrinkle in her brow as deep as philosophy.
Let me feel how thy pulses beat.
The slowest kiss makes too much haste.
Anything for a quiet life.
He who loves the law dies either mad or poor.