The tempter or the tempted, who sins most? Ha! Not she: nor doth she tempt: but it is I That, lying by the violet in the sun, Do as the carrion does, not as the flower, Corrupt with virtuous season.

I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offences at my beck than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in.

Blind is his love, and best befits the dark.

If money go before, all ways do lie open.

No stony bulwark can resist the love, and love dares what anyone can love.

Ambition, the soldier's virtue.

But she makes hungry Where she most satisfies.