He that is proud eats up himself: pride is his own glass, his own trumpet, his own chronicle.

A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool.

From this day forward until the end of the world...we in it shall be remembered...we band of brothers.

I'll have no husband, if you be not he.

And worse I may be yet: the worst is not So long as we can say 'This is the worst.

What power is it which mounts my love so high, that makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye

I am ill at these numbers.