Fortune, that favors fools.

That old bald cheater, Time.

Prevent your day at morning.

Talking is the disease of age.

Our whole life is like a play.

A good life is a main argument.

A good king is a public servant.

A good dog deserves a good bone.

Sweet meat must have sour sauce.

All concord's born of contraries.

A good poet's made as well as born.

Hell itself must yield to industry.

Art hath an enemy called Ignorance.

I do honor the very flea of his dog.

Art hath an enemy call'd ignorance .

I do honour the very flea of his dog.

Let argument bear no unmusical sound.

The way to rise is to obey and please.

My thoughts and I were of another world.

He threatens many that hath injured one.

They that know no evil will suspect none.

Calumnies are answered best with silence.

Apes are apes, though clothed in scarlet.

Peace is never more than one thought away.

They, who know no evil, will suspect none.

This is the very womb and bed of enormity.

Ambition, like a torrent, never looks back.

What excellent fools religion makes of men.

Ambition makes more trusty slaves than need

Good men but see death, the wicked taste it.

Weigh the meaning and look not at the words.

The world knows only two, that's Rome and I.

Ambition makes more trusty slaves than need.

Force works on servile natures, not the free.

Who falls for love of God, shall rise a star.

The soul of man is infinite in what it covets.

If you be sick, your own thoughts make you sick.

The poet is the nearest borderer upon the orator.

And though thou hadst small Latin, and less Greek.

The dignity of truth is lost with much protesting.

Neither do thou lust after that tawny weed tobacco.

Language most shows a man, speak that I may see thee.

There is no greater hell than to be a prisoner of fear.

He who is taught only by himself has a fool for a master.

Get money, still get money, boy, no matter by what means.

He knows not his own strength that has not met adversity.

Honor's a good brooch to wear in a man's hat at all times.

Confound these ancestors... They've stolen our best ideas!

He that is taught only by himself has a fool for a master.

In the hope to meet Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.

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