Verily, I swear, it is better to be lowly born, and range with humble livers in content, than to be perked up in a glistering grief, and wear a golden sorrow.

Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog.

The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.

To you your father should be as a god.

My wits begin to turn.

Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without deserving.

False face must hide what the false heart doth know.