For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.
Bets at first were fool-traps, where the wise like spiders lay in ambush for the flies.
Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
Shakespeare was naturally learned; he needed not the spectacles of the books to read nature; he looked inward, and found her there.
Reason saw not, till Faith sprung the Light.
Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.