“we had need to borrow that fantastic glass,invented by Galileo the FlorentineTo view another spacious world in the moon and look to find a constant woman there”

“What's this flesh? A little cruded milkFantastical puff-paste. Our bodies are weaker than thosePaper prisons boys use to keep flies in; more contemptible,Since our is to preserve earth-worms. Didst thou ever seen A lark in a cage? Such is the soul in the body: this worldIs like her little turf of grass, and the heaven o'er our heads Like her looking-glass, only gives us a miserable knowledge Of the small compass of our prison.”

“What! because we are poor Shall we be vicious?”

“Whether we fall by ambition, blood, or lustLike diamonds we are cut with our own dust”

“When I go to hell, I mean to carry a bribe: for look you, good gifts evermore make way for the worst persons.”

“Cover her face; mine eyes dazzle. She died young.”

“What a strange creature is a laughing fool,As if a man were created to no useBut only to show his teeth.”