How my achievements mock me!
The blood of youth burns not with such excess as gravity's revolt to wantonness.
Though authority be a stubborn bear, yet he is oft let by the nose with gold.
By God, I cannot flatter, I do defy The tongues of soothers! but a braver place In my heart's love hath no man than yourself. Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord.
Every great drama has its foreshadow.
The leopard does not change his spots.