Time and the hour run through the roughest day.
Put money in thy purse.
A little more than kin, a little less than kind.
Why did you wish me milder? Would you have me 16 False to my nature? Rather say I play 17 The man I am.
The fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.