Me, poor man, my library Was dukedom large enough.
I am not bound to please thee with my answer.
To mourn a mischief that is past and gone Is the next way to draw new mischief on.
After your death you were better have a bad epitaph than their ill report while you live.
Truth hath a quiet breast.
Such men as he be never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater than themselves, And therefore are they very dangerous.