“Mów szep­tem, jeśli mówisz o miłości.”

“Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate!O any thing, of nothing first create!O heavy lightness, serious vanity,Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms,Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health,Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!This love feel I, that feel no love in this.”

“O honorable strumpet”

“O, wonder!How many goodly creatures are there here!How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,That has such people in't!”

“O be some other name.”

“O, full of scorpions is my mind!”

“O, what men dare do!”