Good words are better than bad strokes.
Heaven would that she these gifts should have, and I to live and die her slave.
'Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed
By a divine instinct, men's minds mistrust ensuing danger; as, by proof, we see the waters swell before a boisterous storm.
Constant you are, But yet a woman; and for secrecy, No lady closer; for I well believe Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know.
Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.