Black as hell, strong as death, sweet as love - Turkish Proverb
The man that has no music in himself, nor is not move by the concord of sweet sounds, is fit only for treasons, stragetism and spoils; The motions of his spirit are as dull as night, and his affections as dark as Erebus; Let no such man be trust. Mark the music.
The quality of mercy is not strained;
Prick us do we not bleed, poison us shall we not die, wrong us shall we not revenge? Merchant of Venice