Bear hence this body and attend our will. Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.
One pain is lessened by another's anguish. ... Take thou some new infection to thy eye, And the rank poison of the old will die.
The rest, is silence.
All places that the eye of heaven visits are to a wise man ports and happy havens. Teach thy necessity to reason thus; there is no virtue like necessity.
Kill me with spites yet we must not be foes.
I wear not motley in my brain. Good madonna, give me leave to prove you a fool.