Most dangerous is that temptation that doth goad us on to sin in loving virtue.
Desperate times breed desperate measures
You speak like a green girl / unsifted in such perilous circumstances.
Coward dogs most spend their mouths when what they seem to threaten runs far before them.
Out, damned spot! out, I say! One: two: why, then 'tis time to do't. Hell is murky!
Give me mine angle, we'll to th' river: there, My music playing far off, I will betray Tawny-finned fishes. My bended hook shall pierce Their slimy jaws; and as I draw them up, I'll think them every one an Antony, And say, 'Ah, ha! are caught!'