Leave us to our free election.
This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so, it is a chance which does redeem all sorrows that ever I have felt.
Beware of entrance to a quarrel, but, being in, bear t that th' opposed may beware of thee.
We must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.
The undeserver may sleep when the man of action is called on.
Justice always whirls in equal measure.