Nothing is more short-lived than pride.
Were Guilt is, Rage and Courage doth abound.
Soul of the age! The applause! delight! The wonder of our stage!
It is an art to have so much judgment as to apparel a lie well, to give it a good dressing.
O, for an engine, to keep back all clocks, or make the sun forget his motion!
It is virtue that gives glory; that will endenizen a man everywhere.