For mine own part, it was Greek to me.
What is a man, if his chief good and market of his time be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.
He hath disgrac'd me and hind'red me half a million; laugh'd at my losses, mock'd at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated my enemies. And what's his reason? I am a Jew.
We must love men, ere to us they will seem worthy of our love.
Mind your speech a little lest you should mar your fortunes.
Man, proud man, drest in a little brief authority, most ignorant of what he's most assur d, glassy essence, like an angry ape, plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven, as make the angels weep.