Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.
I am a feather for each wind that blows
Fairies use flowers for their charactery.
When we our betters see bearing our woes, We scarcely think our miseries our foes.
To be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand.
Time's the king of men; he's both their parent, and he is their grave, and gives them what he will, not what they crave.