Thus may poor fools Belive false teachers.

The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow We are such stuff as dreams are made of.

Oft expectation fails, and most oft there where most it promises; and oft it hits where hope is coldest, and despair most fits.

This is the very coinage of your brain: this bodiless creation ecstasy.

Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.

I'll speak in a monstrous little voice.

A heavy heart bears not a nimble tongue.