No man means evil but the devil, and we shall know him by his horns.
I can call spirits from the vasty deep.
How ill white hairs become a fool and jester!
This thing of darkness I acknowlege mine. There is nothing more confining than the prison we don't know we are in.
There is a devilish mercy in the judge, if you'll implore it, that will free your life, but fetter you till death.
My business was great, and in such a case as mine a man may strain courtesy.