A quibble is to Shakespeare what luminous vapours are to the traveller: he follows it at all adventures; it is sure to lead him out of his way and sure to engulf him in the mire.

You despise a man for avarice; but you do not hate him.

Let me smile with the wise, and feed with the rich.

Time quickly puts an end to artificial and accidental fame

A man's mind grows narrow in a narrow place.

No man can fall into contempt but those who deserve it.

Power is not sufficient evidence of truth.