Sweets to the sweet.
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
Let's all cry peace, freedom, and liberty!
By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes.
Come the three corners of the world in arms, and we shall shock them.
There's an old saying that applies to me: you can't lose a game if you don't play the game. (Act 1, scene 4)