William Shakespeare

For thy sweet love remembr'd such wealth bringsThat then, I scorn to change my state with kings.

The prince of darkness is a gentleman!

O hell! To choose love by another's eye.

Sweet are the uses of adversity.

Finish, good lady; the bright day is done, And we are for the Dark. (Act 5, Scene 2).

Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell.

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.

He is well paid that is well satisfied.

Death, a necessary end, will come when it will come.

To take arms against a sea of troubles.

Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.

See you now your bait of falsehood take this carp of truth; and thus do we of wisdom and of reach, with windlasses and with assays of bias, by indirections find directions out.