But 'tis common proof, that lowliness is young ambition's ladder, whereto the climber-upward turns his face; but when he once attains the upmost round, he then turns his back, looks in the clouds, scorning the vase defrees by which he did ascend.

Every man has a bag hanging before him, in which he puts his neighbour's faults, and another behind him in which he stows his own.

There is none of my uncle's marks upon you; he taught me how to know a man in love; in which cage of rushes I am sure you are not prisoner.

I know no ways to mince it in love, but directly to say - I love you

While he was drunk asleep, or in his rage, or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed.

They have a plentiful lack of wit.

Cease thy counsel, for thy words fall into my ears as priceless as water into a seive.