Don’t Be Too Rigid
Let us once lose our oaths to find ourselves,
Or else we lose ourselves to keep our oaths.
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act IV, Scene iii

Let us once lose our oaths to find ourselves,
Or else we lose ourselves to keep our oaths.
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act IV, Scene iii

Marry, sir, you must send the ass upon the horse,
for he is very slow-gaited.
—Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act III, Scene i

A message well sympathized;
a horse to be ambassador for an ass.
—Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act III, Scene i

A jest’s prosperity lies in the ear
Of him that hears it, never in the tongue
Of him that makes it.
—Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act V, Scene. ii

And how can that be true love which is falsely attempted?
Love is a familiar; Love is a devil: there is no evil angel but Love.
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act I, Scene ii

They have been at a great feast of languages,
and stolen the scraps.
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act V, Scene i

Beauty is bought by judgement of the eye.
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act II, Scene i