It is virtue that gives glory; that will endenizen a man everywhere.

How ready is heaven to those that pray!

Now we are all fallen, youth from their fear, And age from that which bred it, good example.

You learn nothing about someone by the way they win the fight, you learn everything about the way they lose and keep coming back.

When a virtuous man is raised, it brings gladness to his friends, grief to his enemies, and glory to his posterity.

That old bald cheater, Time.

I remember, the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never plotted out a line. My answer hath been, would he had blotted a thousand.