Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste;
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.

“For man is a giddy thing, and this is my conclusion.”

“Suffer love! A good ephitet! I do suffer love indeed, for I love thee against m…”

“The ultimate measure of love is not when both like each otherIts when one ignor…”

“He is the half part of a blessed man,Left to be finished by such as she;And she…”