Thou unfit for any place but hell.

Oh, I am fortune's fool!

Ambition, the soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss, than gain which darkens him.

To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature.

I am wealthy in my friends.

Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.

Officers, what offence have these men done? DOGBERRY Marry, sir, they have committed false report; moreover, they have spoken untruths; secondarily, they are slanders; sixth and lastly, they have belied a lady; thirdly, they have verified unjust things; and, to conclude, they are lying knaves.