Perhaps Sir Edward Coke was right and I have a Spanish heat.

I think a man cannot strive whole-heartedly with an enemy unless he have much in common with him, and as the strife goes on he gets liker....

Ah, Jasper, once I had such ambitions that they made a fire all around me.

Once I was like Kit Marlowe's Tamburlaine: 'Threatening the world with high astounding terms, And scourging kingdoms with his conquering sword.' But now the flame has died and the ashes are cold.

And I would not revive them if I could.