I could not endure a husband with a beard on his face: I had rather lie in the woolen

Many can brook (endure) the weather that love not the wind

For there was never yet philosopher That could endure the toothache patiently

For there was never yet a philosopher - that could endure the toothache patiently

Romeo: I dreamt a dream tonight.

Mercutio: And so did I.

Romeo: Well, what was yours?

Mercutio: That dreamers often lie.

For when my outward action doth demonstrate The native act and figure of my heart In compliment extern, 'tis not long after But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at: I am not what I am