As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).

Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.

Good company, good wine, good welcome, can make good people.

Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.

Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!

Give it an understanding, but no tongue.