Why, thou deboshed fish thou...Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish and half a monster?

There is no slander in an allowed fool, though he do nothing but rail.

The path is smooth that leadeth on to danger.

Though those that are betray'd Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor stands in worse case of woe

I am afeard there are few die well that die in battle, for how can they charitably dispose of anything when blood is their argument?

Thoughts are but dreams till their effects are tried.

Give them great meals of beef and iron and steel, they will eat like wolves and fight like devils.