Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.
There's many a man has more hair than wit.
Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.
When words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain.
I am not bound to please thee with my answer.
How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Time and the hour run through the roughest day.
Alas, I am a woman friendless, hopeless!
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.
I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.
I like not fair terms and a villain's mind.