Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones.

The fiend gives the more friendly counsel.

Great men may jest with saints 'tis wit in them But in the less foul profanation.

So our virtuesLie in the interpretation of the time:And power, unto itself most commendable,Hath not a tomb so evident as a chairTo extol what it hath done.One fire drives out one fire; one nail, one nail;Rights by rights falter, strengths by strengths do fail.

They do not love that do not show their love.

She gave me for my pains a world of sighs.