“I now have learn’d Love right, and learn’d even so,As who by being poisoned doth poison know.”

“A brave captain is as a root, out of which, as branches, the courage of his soldiers doth spring”

“...think I none so simple would say that Aesop lied in the tales of his beasts: for who thinks that Aesop writ it for actually true were well worthy to have his name chronicled among the beasts he writeth of.”

“If you have so earth-creeping a mind that it cannot lift itself up to look to the sky of poetry...thus much curse I must send you, in the behalf of all poets, that while you live, you live in love, and never get favour for lacking skill of a sonnet; and, when you die, your memory die from the earth for want of an epitaph.”

“...music, I say, the most divine striker of the senses...”

“Fool," said my muse to me. "Look in thy heart and write.”

“...the poet, he nothing affirmeth, and therefore never lieth.”