It is meant that noble minds keep ever with their likes; for who so firm that cannot be seduced.

Appetite, a universal wolf.

Some are born great, others achieve greatness.

So shalt thou feed on Death, that feeds on men.

Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without deserving.

Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge, That no king can corrupt.

Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour off ... Do not for ever with thy vailed lids Seek for thy noble father in the dust.