Men's vows are women's traitors!

There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.

Men shut their doors against a setting sun.

Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying!

For I can raise no money by vile means.

If music be the food of love, play on.

The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils.

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.

Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land the great ones eat up the little ones.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.