An honest man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not.

The wildest hath not such a heart as you. Run when you will, the story shall be changed: Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase; The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind Makes speed to catch the tiger; bootless speed, When cowardice pursues and valour flies.

What valor were it, when a cur doth grin, for one to thrust his hand between his teeth, when he might spurn him with his foot away?

No, Cassius; for the eye sees not itself, But by reflection, by some other things.

I am not bound to please thee with my answer.

When we our betters see bearing our woes, We scarcely think our miseries our foes.

So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh at gilded butterflies.