"And if his name be George, I'll call him Peter; For new-made honour doth forget men's names."

"For he is but a bastard to the time, That doth not smack of observation."

"Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age’s tooth."

"For courage mounteth with occasion."

"I would that I were low laid in my grave: I am not worth this coil that’s made for me."

"He is the half part of a blessed man, Left to be finished by such as she; And she a fair divided excellence, Whose fu…"

"Talks as familiarly of roaring lions, As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs!"

"Zounds! I was never so bethump’d with words, Since I first call’d my brother’s father, dad."

"I will instruct my sorrows to be proud; For grief is proud, and makes his owner stout."

"The worst Lord of thy presence, and no land beside."