Blueness Doth Express Trueness.

Love That Is Ignorant And Hatred Have Almost The Same Ends.

Great Honours Are Great Burdens, But On Whom They Are Cast With Envy, He Doth Bear Two Loads.

Tis The Common Disease Of All Your Musicians That They Know No Mean, To Be Entreated, Either To Begin Or End.

My Thoughts And I Were Of Another World.

We Are Persons Of Quality, I Assure You, And Women Of Fashion, And Come To See And To Be Seen.