Come, let's have one other gaudy night. Call to me. All my sad captain >>
He that dies pays all his debts. >>
And oftentimes excusing of a fault doth make the fault the worse by th >>
My family pride is something inconceivable. I can't help it. I was bor >>
Pride is still aiming at the best houses: Men would be angels, angels >>
It ain't bragging if you can do it. >>
Man, proud man, drest in a little brief authority, most ignorant of what he's most assur d, glassy essence, like an angry ape, plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven, as make the angels weep.