I Am Not Merry, But I Do

You Have Witchcraft In Your Lips, There Is More Eloquence In A Sugar Touch Of Them Than In The Tongues Of The French Council; And They Should Sooner Persuade Harry Of England Than A General Petition Of Monarchs.

New Customs, Though They Be Never So Ridiculous (nay, Let Em Be Unmanly), Yet Are Followed.

No, Cassius; For The Eye Sees Not Itself, But By Reflection, By Some Other Things.

Let Me Have Men About Me That Are Fat... Yond Cassius Has A Lean And Hungry Look. He Thinks Too Much: Such Men Are Dangerous.

When I Said I Would Die A Bachelor, I Did Not Think I Should Live Till I Were Married.