We will all laugh at gilded butterflies.
Love moderately; long love doth so; too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
He knows what it's like to strut and fret his hour upon the stage and then be heard no more.
Every fair from fair sometime declines
I should think this a gull, but that the white-bearded fellow speaks it; knavery cannot, sure, hide himself in such reverence.
Good wine is a good familiar creature if it be well used.