It's Easy For Someone To Joke About

Good Lord, For Alliance! Thus Goes Every One To The World But I, And I Am Sunburnt; I May Sit In A Corner And Cry Heigh-ho For A Husband!

Romeo, Romeo, Wherefore Art Thou Romeo?

Away, You Trifler! Love! I Love Thee Not, I Care Not For Thee, Kate: This Is No World To Play With Mammets And To Tilt With Lips: We Must Have Bloody Noses And Cracked Crowns.

By Heaven, I Love Thee Better Than Myself

Unnatural Deeds Do Breed Unnatural Troubles.