Pastime passing excellent, if it he husbanded with modesty.
My cousin's a fool, and thou art another.
The present eye praises the present object.
Love all, trust a few, Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy Rather in power than use; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key: be check'd for silence, But never tax'd for speech.
I will keep where there is wit stirring, and leave the faction of fools.
Greatest scandal waits on greatest state.