“The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief; He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.”

“When remedies are past, the griefs are endedBy seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended.To mourn a mischief that is past and goneIs the next way to draw new mischief on.What cannot be preserved when fortune takes,Patience her injury a mockery makes.The robb'd that smiles steals something for the thief;He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.”

“What cannot be preserved when fortune takesPatience her injury a mock'ry makes.The robbed that smiles steals something from the thief.He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.”

“The most peaceable way for you, if you do take a thief, is, to let him show himself what he is and steal out of your company.”

“I would not put a thief in my mouth to steal my brains.”

“Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,Is the immediate jewel of their souls:Who steals my purse steals trash; ’tis something, nothing;’twas mine, ’tis his, and has been slave to thousands;But he that filches from me my good nameRobs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.”

“a young woman in love always looks like patience on a monument smiling at grief”