The empty vessel makes the loudest sound.

In struggling with misfortunes lies the true proof of virtue.

'By heaven, that thou art fair, is most infallible true, that thou art beauteous truth itself, that thou art lovely. More fairer than fair, beautiful than beauteous, truer than truth itself, have commiseration on thy heroical vassal.

Romans, countrymen, and lovers, hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear.

O polished perturbation! golden care! That keep'st the ports of slumber open wide To many a watchful night.

Every man has a bag hanging before him, in which he puts his neighbour's faults, and another behind him in which he stows his own.

Come not between the dragon and his wrath.