It is an art to have so much judgment as to apparel a lie well, to give it a good dressing.

Folly often goes beyond her bounds; but Impudence knows none.

The players often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing, whatsoever he penned, he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, 'Would…

A cripple in the way out-travels a footman or a post out of the way.

Please don't lie to me, unless you're absolutely sure I'll never find out the truth.

But that he wrought so high the specious tale, As manifested plainly 'twas a lie.

Then the case is the same in all the other arts for the orator and his rhetoric; there is no need to know the truth of the actual matters, but one merely needs…