Who to himself is law no law doth need; offends none and is king indeed.
An Englishman, being flattered, is a lamb; threatened, a lion.
There is a nick in Fortune's restless wheel For each man's good.
Man is a torch borne in the wind; a dream But of a shadow, summed with all his substance.
Fortune, the great commandress of the world, Hath divers ways to advance her followers: To some she gives honor without deserving; To other some, deserving without honor; Some wit, some wealth,--and some, wit without wealth; Some wealth without wit; some nor wit nor wealth.
Ignorance is the mother of admiration.