I have long served virtue, And never ta'en wages of her.

Oh, yes, thy sins Do run before thee to fetch fire from hell, To light thee thither.

The chiefest action for a man of great spirit is never to be out of action... the soul was never put into the body to stand still.

Is not old wine wholesomest, old pippins toothsomest, old wood burn brightest, old linen wash whitest? Old soldiers, sweethearts, are surest, and old lovers are soundest.

Ambition, madam, is a great man's madness.

Man may his fate foresee, but not prevent. 'Tis better to be fortunate than wise.

Whether we fall by ambition, blood, or lust, like diamonds we are cut with our own dust.