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O, teach me how I should forget to think.

Romeo: (...) Here's much to do with hate, but more with love

O hell! to choose love by another's eyes!

O, that your frowns would teach my smiles such skill!

Blir alskens, stygge tarvelige feil forskjønnet av tre hundre pund i året? -- Anne til Quickly, om sin frier Slender i Per Bronkens gjendiktning (1996) av "De lystige koner i Windsor", akt 3, scene 4

I think Crab my dog be the sourest-natured dog that lives; my mother weeping, my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid howling, our cat wringing her hands, and all our house in a great perplexity; yet did not this cruel-hearted cur shed one tear. He is a stone, a very pebble stone, and has no more pity in him than a dog. -- Launce i "The Two Gentleman of Verona" (1593-1594), akt 2, scene 3

These our actors, as I foretold you, were all spirits, and are melted into thin air, and, like the baseless fabric of this vision, the cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, the solemn temples, the great globe itself, yea, all wich it inherit, shall dissolve, and like this insubstantial pageant faded, leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff as dreams are made on; and our little life is rounded by a sleep. -- Prospero til Ferdinand i The Tempest (1611), akt 4 scene 1