Good men but see death, the wicked taste it.
How Fortune piles her sports when she begins to practise them!
Men that talk of their own benefits are not believed to talk of them because they have done them, but to have done them because they might talk of them.
And where she went, the flowers took thickest root, As she had sow'd them with her odorous foot.
Mischiefs feed / Like beasts, till they be fat, and then they bleed.
My thoughts and I were of another world.