Good men but see death, the wicked taste it.
He threatens many that hath injured one.
Our whole life is like a play.
To men pressed by their wants all change is ever welcome.
Ods me I marle what pleasure or felicity they have in taking their roguish tobacco. It is good for nothing but to choke a man, and fill him full of smoke and embers.
Nothing is more short-lived than pride.