There's neither honesty, manhood, nor good fellowship in thee.
Thou art sad; get thee a wife, get thee a wife!
I have no way and therefore want no eyes I stumbled when I saw. Full oft 'tis seen our means secure us, and our mere defects prove our commodities.
Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting.
As he was valiant, I honour him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him.
You are not wood, you are not stones, but men.