Downfall Vultures
Let [him] frantic triumph for a while
And like a peacock sweep along his tail;
We’ll pull his plumes and take away his train.
—Henry VI Part 1,
Act III, Scene iii

Let [him] frantic triumph for a while
And like a peacock sweep along his tail;
We’ll pull his plumes and take away his train.
—Henry VI Part 1,
Act III, Scene iii

The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones.
—Julius Caesar,
Act III, Scene ii

Stars, hide your fires;
Let not light see my black and deep desires.
—Macbeth,
Act I, Scene iv

If heaven have any grievous plague in store
Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee,
O, let them keep it till thy sins be ripe,
And then hurl down their indignation.
—Richard III,
Act I, Scene iii

He’s fall’n in love with your foulness, and she’ll fall
in love with my anger.
–As You Like It,
Act III, Scene v

Fair is my love, but not so fair as fickle;
Mild as a dove, but neither true nor trusty;
Brighter than glass, and yet, as glass is, brittle;
Softer than wax, and yet, as iron, rusty:
A lily pale, with damask dye to grace her,
None fairer, nor none falser to deface her.
–The Passionate Pilgrim

Methink’st thou art a general offence and every man should beat thee.
–All’s Well That Ends Well,
Act II, Scene iii