We Make Ourselves Fools To Disport Ourselves

Which Means She To Deceive, Father Or Mother?

Love Is Not Love Which Alters When It Alteration Finds, Or Bends With The Remover To Remove. O, No! It Is An Ever-fixed Mark, That Looks On Tempests And Is Never Shaken. It Is The Star To Every Wandering Bark, Whose Worth's Unknown, Although His Height Be Taken.

Mercutio: "if Love Be Rough With You, Be Rough With Love.

So Many Hours Must I Take My Rest; So Many Hours Must I Contemplate.

This World Is Not For Aye, Nor 'tis Not Strange That Even Our Loves Should With Our Fortunes Change, For 'tis A Question Left Us Yet To Prove, Whether Love Lead Fortune, Or Else Fortune Love.