Oh, yes, thy sins Do run before thee to fetch fire from hell, To light thee thither.
Man is most happy, when his own actions are arguments and examples of his virtue.
Whether we fall by ambition, blood, or lust, like diamonds we are cut with our own dust.
I am Duchess of Malfi still.
All the damnable degrees Of drinking have you staggered through.
Woman to man Is either a God or a wolfe.