Old proverbe says, That byrd ys not honest That fyleth hys owne nest.

He ruleth all the roste.

I say, thou mad March hare, I wonder how ye dare Open your jangling jaws To preach in any clause, Like prating popping daws, Against her excellence, Against he…

Gentle Paul, laie doune thy sweard For Peter of Westminster hath shaven thy beard.

A military man can scarcely pride himself on having 'smitten a sleeping enemy'; it is more a matter of shame, simply, for the one smitten. I would rather you m…

I will only make pictures that I won't be ashamed to have my children see.

That's why my girlfriend and I broke up: she wanted kids, and I : well, she wanted kids. [laughs] I had no idea her philosophy was that flawed. She goes, 'Woul…