This liberty is all that I request.
ROSS You must have patience, madam. LADY MACDUFF He had none: His flight was madness: when our actions do not, Our fears do make us traitors.
We suffer a lot the few things we lack and we enjoy too little the many things we have.
Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.
Avaunt, you cullions!
That's a valiant flea that dares eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion.