Happy are those who hear their detractions and can put them to mending.

“Fairest Cordelia, that art most rich, being poor;Most choice, forsaken; and mos…”

“What is it else? A madness most discreet,A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.”

“That they lack, for if their heads had any intellectual armour they could never…”

“I have set my life upon a cast,And I will stand the hazard of the die.”