Honesty needs no disguise nor ornament; be plain.
Base natures ever judge a thing above them, and hate a power they are too much obliged to.
Justice is lame as well as blind, amongst us.
Who's a prince or beggar in the grave?
Oh woman! lovely woman! nature made thee To temper man; we had been brutes without you; Angels are painted fair to look like you; There's in you all that we believe of heaven, Amazing brightness, purity, and truth, Eternal joy, and everlasting love.
No praying, it spoils business.