He is as full of valor as of kindness. Princely in both.
thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most sharp sauce.
You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age; wretched in both.
My cousin's a fool, and thou art another.
Time travels at different speeds for different people. I can tell you who time strolls for, who it trots for, who it gallops for, and who it stops cold for.
Thou weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath.