It is a sin to be a mocker.

The teeming Autumn big with rich increase, bearing the wanton burden of the prime like widowed wombs after their lords decease.

The tongues of dying men enforce attention like deep harmony.

Those that are good manners at the court are as ridiculous in the country, as the behavior of the country is most mockable at the court.

I am a Jew: Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with die same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is?

It easeth some, though none it ever cured, to think their dolour others have endured.

Tis mad idolatry To make the service greater than the god.