My salad days,<br>When I was green in judgment.

I understand a fury in your words,<br>But not the words.

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!<br>It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock<br>The meat it feeds on.

Keep five yards from a carriage, ten yards from a horse, and a hundred yards from an elephant; but the distance one should keep from a wicked man cannot be measured.

Speak to me as to thy thinkings, <br>As thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughts <br>The worst of words.

Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul,<br>But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, <br>Chaos is come again.

I am not merry; but I do beguile<br>The thing I am, by seeming otherwise.

I will wear my heart upon my sleeve<br>For daws to peck at.

The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices<br>Make instruments to plague us.

Pray you now, forget and forgive.