Report me and my cause aright.
I can see he's not in your good books,' said the messenger. 'No, and if he were I would burn my library.
Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues we write in water.
You're in love? Out Out of love? I love someone. She doesn't love me.
Out of this nettle - danger - we pluck this flower - safety.
Though authority be a stubborn bear, yet he is oft let by the nose with gold.