William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice

"How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world."

"love is blindand lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit"

"How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world."

"You speak an infinite deal of nothing."

"With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come."