A peace is of the nature of a conquest for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser.

Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.

How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

No, I will be the pattern of all patience I will say nothing.

A peace is of the nature of a conquest for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser.

Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.

I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad and to travel for it too!

I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano A stage where every man must play a part, And mine is a sad one.

Women may fall when there's no strength in men.