Time travels in divers paces with divers persons. I'll tell you who Time ambles withal, who Time trots withal, who Time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.

A victory is twice itself when the achiever brings home full numbers.

I hold my peace, sir? no; No, I will speak as liberal as the north; Let heaven and men and devils, let them all, All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak.

Through tattered clothes, small vices do appear. Robes and furred gowns hide all.

I must to the barber's, monsieur, for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face.

Enjoy'd no sooner but despised straight, Past reason hunted, and no sooner had Past reason hated

They that have voice of lions and act of hares,--are they not monsters?