Death is my son-in-law. Death is my heir.
My daughter he hath wedded. I will die,
And leave him all. Life, living, all is Death’s.

“Alas, that love, so gentle in his view,Should be so tyrannous and rough in proo…”

“Tis hatched and shall be so”

“Let it be virtuous to be obstinate.”

“a girl takes too much time to love and a few seconds to hate. but a boy takes a…”