Friendship is full of dregs.
The common curse of mankind, folly and ignorance, be thine in great revenue!
Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge, That no king can corrupt.
The voice of parents is the voice of gods, for to their children they are heaven's lieutenants.
Some report a sea-maid spawn'd him; some that he was begot between two stock-fishes. But it is certain that when he makes water his urine is congealed ice.
Go, write it in a martial hand; be curst and brief; it is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent and fun of invention: taunt him with the licence of ink: if thou thou'st him some thrice, it shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie in thy shee.