Self-Destructive Fool
Why strew’st thou sugar on that bottled spider,
Whose deadly web ensnareth thee about?
Fool, fool! Thou whet’st a knife to kill thyself.
-Richard III,
Act I, Scene iii

Why strew’st thou sugar on that bottled spider,
Whose deadly web ensnareth thee about?
Fool, fool! Thou whet’st a knife to kill thyself.
-Richard III,
Act I, Scene iii

Men’s evil manners live in brass; their virtues
We write in water.
-Henry VIII,
Act IV, Scene ii

He was a fool;
For he would needs be virtuous…Learn this, brother,
We live not to be grip’d by meaner persons.
–Henry VIII,
Act II, Scene ii

There is scarce truth enough alive to make societies secure;
but security enough to make fellowships accurst:
much upon this riddle runs the wisdom of the world.
This news is old enough, yet it is every day’s news.
-Measure for Measure,
Act III, Scene ii

I have done a thousand dreadful things
As willingly as one would kill a fly,
And nothing grieves me heartily indeed
But that I cannot do ten thousand more.
-Titus Andronicus,
Act V Scene i

Well could I curse away a winter’s night.
Though standing naked on a mountain top,
Where biting cold would never let grass grow,
And think it but a minute spent in sport.
-Henry VI Part 2,
Act III, Scene ii

May one be pardoned and retain th’ offense?
In the corrupted currents of this world,
Offense’s gilded hand may shove by justice,
And oft ’tis seen the wicked prize itself
Buys out the law.
–Hamlet,
Act III, Scene iii