Assume a virtue if you have it not.

Sleep knits up the raveled sleeve of care.

I find my zenith doth depend upon A most auspicious star, whose influence If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes Will ever after droop.

Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.

Done to death by slanderous tongue

I am a kind of burr; I shall stick.

There is nothing in the world so much like prayer as music is. ~William Shakespeare