He that will have a cake out of the wheat must tarry the grinding.
He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf.
He receives comfort like cold porridge.
'By heaven, that thou art fair, is most infallible true, that thou art beauteous truth itself, that thou art lovely. More fairer than fair, beautiful than beauteous, truer than truth itself, have commiseration on thy heroical vassal.
He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter.
They that have voice of lions and act of hares,--are they not monsters?