This sanguine coward, this bed-presser, this horseback-breaker, this huge hill of flesh!

If your mind dislike anything obey it

'Tis pride that pulls the country down.

He does it with better grace, but I do it more natural.

Affection is a coal that must be cooled; else, suffered, it will set the heart on fire.

Go, write it in a martial hand; be curst and brief; it is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent and fun of invention: taunt him with the licence of ink: if thou thou'st him some thrice, it shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie in thy shee.

Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls: Who steals my purse steals trash; ’tis something, nothing; ’twas mine, ’tis his, and has been slave to thousands; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.