Nu sunt nebun decât dinspre nord-nord-vest; când bate vântul dinspre sud, știu să deosebesc un uliu de un bâtlan.

“Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy;I did not see your Grace. Humbly on my kne…”

“ما الحب إلا خيال وجنون, وإني لأنبئك بأن المحب يستحق أن يلقى به في غرفة مظلمة وي…”

“Life every man holds dear; but the dear man holds honor far more precious dear …”

“I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.”