One Sin, I Know, Another Doth Provoke.

Heaven Is Above All Yet; There Sits A Judge, That No King Can Corrupt.

Faults That Are Rich Are Fair.

Let Me Not To The Marriage Of True Minds Admit Impediments: Love Is Not Love Which Alters When It Alteration Finds.

Light Vanity, Insatiate Cormorant, Consuming Means, Soon Preys Upon Itself.

There's Nothing Ill Can Dwell In Such A Temple. If The Ill Spirit Have So Fair A House, Good Things Will Strive To Dwell With't