England is safe, if true within itself.

Oh, I am fortune's fool!

The quality of nothing hath not such need to hide itself

An arrant traitor as any is in the universal world, or in France, or in England.

If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then unto me.

This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad.

Why, thou deboshed fish thou...Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish and half a monster?