O the world is but a word; were it all yours to give it in a breath, how quickly were it gone!
Never, never, never, never, never! Pray you, undo this button.
Ships are but boards, sailors but men; there be land-rats and water-rats, water-thieves and land-thieves, I mean pirates, and thenthere is the peril of waters, winds, and rocks.
Tis the eye of childhood that fears a painted devil.
A politician... one that would circumvent God.
All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told: Many a man his life hath sold But my outside to behold: Gilded tombs do worms enfold.