It was always yet the trick of our English nation, if they have a good thing, to make it too common.

I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men. I do here walk before thee like a sow that hath overwhelm'd all her litter but one.

Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance?

He hath eaten me out of house and home.

I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so patient.