The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.

But most it is presumption in us when the help of heaven we count the act of men.

Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.

There's some ill planet reigns: I must be patient till the heavens look With an aspect more favourable.

When you fear a foe, fear crushes your strength; and this weakness gives strength to your opponents.

The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.

I am ill at these numbers.