There is a tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. We must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.
The arms are fair, When the intent of bearing them is just.
Is she kind as she is fair?
And she's fair I love.
Fair, kind, and true, have often lived alone.
Speak me fair in death.
So fair and foul a day i had not seen.
Discharge my followers; let them hence away, From Richard's night to Bolingbrooke's fair day.
In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond...
Faint heart never won fair maid.
But what's so blessed-fair that fears no blot? Thou mayst be false, and yet I know it not.
Be merry, and employ your chiefest thoughts To courtship and such fair ostents of love As shall conveniently become you there.
Faults that are rich are fair.