There is flattery in friendship.
Believe then, if you please, that I can do strange things. [Act 5, Scene 2]
Take it in what sense thou wilt.
And a man's life's no more than to say "One."
Watch tonight, pray tomorrow. Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles of good fellowship come to you!
Violent fires soon burn out themselves, small showers last long, but sudden storms are short; he tires betimes that spurs too fast.