Pride went before, ambition follows him.

Blessings of your heart, you brew good ale.

Fare thee well, king: sith thus thou wilt appear, Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.

Well, God give them wisdom that have it; and those that are fools, let them use their talents.

Marry, sir, they praise me and make an ass of me. Now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass; so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself, any by my friends I am abused; so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if your four negatives make your two affirmatives, why then, the worse for my friends, and the better for my foes.

Things base and vile, holding no quantity, love can transpose to form and dignity

Hereditary sloth instructs me.