O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has such people in't!
The devil knew what he did when he made men politic; he crossed himself by it.
A jest's prosperity lies in the ear
Nothing routs us but the villainy of our fears.
His neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage. He is indeed a horse.
Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms.