[It is a basic principle of a tyrant] to unarm his people of weapons, money and all means whereby they resist his power.

What is our life? A play of passion. Our mirth the music of division. Our mother's wombs the tyring houses be, Where we are drest for this short Comedy.

Expressive glances Shall be our lances And pops of Sillery Our light artillery.

Flatterers are the worst kind of traitors, for they will strengthen thy imperfections, encourage thee in all evils, correct thee in nothing, but so shadow and paint thy follies and vices as thou shalt never, by their will, discover good from evil, or vice from virtue.

Silence in love betrays more woe - Than words though ne'er so witty; A beggar that is dumb, you know, may challenge double pity.

[It is a basic principle of a tyrant] to unarm his people of weapons, money and all means whereby they resist his power.

To live thy better, let thy worst thoughts die.