“My love as deep; the more I give to thee,The more I have, both are infinite.”

“My bounty is as boundless as the sea,My love as deep; the more I give to thee,The more I have, for both are infinite.”

“Who taught thee how to make me love thee more?”

“O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened thee. That thou no more will weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness?”

“Before, I loved thee as a brother, John,But now, I do respect thee as my soul.”

“I have not art to reckon my groans, but that I love thee best, oh, most best, believe it.”

“Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.”