A most mechanical and dirty hand. I shall have such revenges on you...both. The things I will do, what they are, yet I know not. But they will be the terrors of the earth.
Trifles light as air are to the jealous confirmations strong as proofs of holy writ.
If I be waspish, best beware my sting.
And thought she be but little, she is fierce.
So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
So are you to my thoughts as food to life, or as sweet seasoned showers are to the ground.
He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a horse's health, a boy's love, or a whore's oath.
When beggars die, there are no comets seen; the heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes.
Out of her favour, where I am in love.