Celerity is never more admired than by the negligent.

All strange and terrible events are welcome, but comforts we despise.

In praising Antony I have dispraised Caesar.

My honour was not yielded, but conquered merely.

Fool! Don't you see now that I could have poisoned you a hundred times had I been able to live without you.

Be it known that we, the greatest, are misthought.