Though I am not naturally honest, I am sometimes so by chance.

He is not worthy of the honey-comb, that shuns the hives because the bees have stings.

Nothing is so common as the wish to be remarkable.(attributed to)

There is no sure foundation set on blood, No certain life achieved by others' death.

He is as full of valor as of kindness. Princely in both.

Patience is sottish, and impatience does become a dog that's mad.

Antonio: Will you stay no longer? nor will you not that I go with you? Sebastian: By your patience, no. My stars shine darkly over me; the malignancy of my fate might, perhaps, distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of you your leave that I may bear my evils alone. It were a bad recompense for your love to lay any of them on you.