Faith, there hath been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.

Britain is A world by itself, and we will nothing pay For wearing our own noses.

Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye.

Tempt not a desperate man

Cannot you tell that? Every fool can tell that. It was the very day that young Hamlet was born, he that is mad and sent into England." "Ay, marry, why was he sent into England?" "Why, because he was mad. He shall recover his wits there, or, if he do not, it's no great matter there." "Why?" "'Twill not be seen in him there. There the men are as mad as he.

Thy words, I grant are bigger, for I wear not, my dagger in my mouth.

Glory is like a circle in the water, which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, till, by broad spreading, it disperse to naught.