Not proud you have, but thankful that you have. Proud can I never be of what I hate, but thankful even for hate that is meant love.

What must be shall be.

Is not birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, Manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and such like, the spice and salt that season a man

The apparel oft proclaims the man.

It comes to pass oft that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood more approbation than ever proof itself would have earned him.

Nothing can come of nothing.

Well, God's above all; and there be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved.