If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.
And therefore, — since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, — I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
We are ready to try our fortunes to the last man.
[Thine] face is not worth sunburning.
Why what a fool was I to this drunken monster for a God. - Caliban
This is no time to lend money, especially upon bare friendship without security.