Because it is a customary cross, As die to love as thoughts, and dreams, and sighs, Wishes, and tears, poor fancy's followers.

“Tis but thy name that is my enemy;Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.What’…”

“In cases of Defense ‘tis best to weighThe Enemy more mighty than he seems.”

“My oblivion is a very Antony and I am all forgotten.”

“We are arrant knaves all, believe none of us.”