“The Fears as bad as the Falling....”

“For which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me?”

“Wooing, wedding, and repenting is as a Scotch jig, a measure, and a cinque-pace: the first suit is hot and hasty like a Scotch jig--and full as fantastical; the wedding, mannerly modest, as a measure, full of state and ancientry; and then comes repentance and with his bad legs falls into the cinque-pace faster and faster, till he sink into his grave.”

“Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; Where little fears grow great, great love grows there.”

“Death is a fearful thing.”

“There is special providence in the fall of a sparrow.”

“An overflow of good converts to bad.”