My pride fell with my fortunes.
Hal, if I tell thee a lie, spit in my face, call me horse.
The attempt and not the deed confounds us.
Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones.
Affection, mistress of passion, sways it to the mood of what it likes or loathes.
He that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer.