Fall Greeks; fail fame; honour or go or stay; My major vow lies here, this I'll obey.
What is a man, if his chief good and market of his time be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, looking before and after, gave us not that capability and god-like reason to fust in us unused.
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
The apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse.
I am not bound to please thee with my answer.
Where is your ancient courage? You were used to say extremities was the trier of spirits; That common chances common men could bear; That when the sea was calm all boats alike showed mastership in floating.