Get Lucky
Virginity breeds mites, much like a cheese.
–All’s Well That Ends Well,
Act I, Scene i

Virginity breeds mites, much like a cheese.
–All’s Well That Ends Well,
Act I, Scene i

The chariest maid is prodigal enough,
If she unmask her beauty to the moon.
-Hamlet,
Act I, Scene iii
Thou rascal beadle, hold thy bloody hand!
Why dost thou lash that whore? Strip thine own back.
Thou hotly lusts to use her in that kind
For which thou whip’st her.
–King Lear,
Act IV, Scene vi

This woman’s an easy glove, my lord,
she goes off and on at pleasure.
–All’s Well That Ends Well,
Act V, Scene iii
What, with my tongue in your tail? Nay, come again, Good Kate; I am a gentleman.
–Taming of the Shrew,
Act II, Scene i
She burn’d with love, as straw with fire flameth;
She burn’d out love, as soon as straw outburneth…
Was this a lover, or a lecher whether?
Bad in the best, though excellent in neither.
–-The Passionate Pilgrim
The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action; and till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust,
Enjoy’d no sooner but despised straight.
-Sonnet CXXIX (129)