To beguile the time, look like the time. Bear welcome in your eye, your hand, your tongue.

“A fool of thee: depart.APEMANTUS I love thee better now than e'er I did.TIMON I…”

“But if it be a sin to covet honour,I am the most offending soul alive.”

“Look thee, 'tis so! Thou singly honest man,Here, take: the gods out of my miser…”

“And whatsomever else shall hap tonight, give it an understanding but no tongue,…”