There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.
Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport.
I will praise any man that will praise me.
Such as we are made of, such we be.
If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.
Men's vows are women's traitors!
He does it with better grace, but I do it more natural.
Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage.
Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.
O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world!
Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered.
Praise us as we are tasted, allow us as we prove
I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.
I see that the fashion wears out more apparel than the man
Use every man after his desert, and who should scape whipping?
The valiant never taste of death but once.
He is winding the watch of his wit; by and by it will strike.
He that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer.
I was adored once too.