Oh, God! I have an ill-divining soul!

The instruments of darkness tell us truths.

Time is the king of men.

Cease to lament for that thou canst not help; and study help for that which thou lamentest.

Get thee glass eyes, and like a scurvy politician, seem to see the things thou dost not.

A man in all the world's new fashion planted, That hath a mint of phrases in his brain.

LEONATO Neighbours, you are tedious. DOGBERRY It pleases your worship to say so, but we are the poor duke's officers; but truly, for mine own part, if I were as tedious as a king, I could find it in my heart to bestow it all of your worship.