Life every man holds dear; but the dear man holds honor far more precious dear than life.
As chaste as unsunned snow.
You are strangely troublesome.
Let those that play your clowns speak no more than is set down for them.
For trust not him that hath once broken faith
But whate'er I am, nor I nor any man that but man is, With nothing shall be pleased 'til he be eased With being nothing.