Suspect Fawning
For flattery is the bellows blows up sin;
The thing which is flatter’d, but a spark,
To which that blast gives heat and stronger glowing;
… He flatters you, makes war upon your life.
–Pericles,
Act I, Scene ii
For flattery is the bellows blows up sin;
The thing which is flatter’d, but a spark,
To which that blast gives heat and stronger glowing;
… He flatters you, makes war upon your life.
–Pericles,
Act I, Scene ii
Come no more in my sight. I had as lief be woo’d of a snail.
–As You Like It,
Act IV, Scene i
I tell thee, my master is become a hot lover…
Why, I tell thee, I care not though he burn himself in love.
–Two Gentlemen of Verona,
Act II, Scene v
Thou rascal beadle, hold thy bloody hand!
Why dost thou lash that whore? Strip thine own back.
Thou hotly lusts to use her in that kind
For which thou whip’st her.
–King Lear,
Act IV, Scene vi
O omnipotent Love!
How near the god drew to the complexion of a goose!
–The Merry Wives of Windsor,
Act V, Scene v
Never hung poison on a fouler toad.
Out of my sight! Thou dost infect my eyes.
–Richard III,
Act I, Scene ii
His forward voice now is to speak well of his
friend; his backward voice is to utter foul speeches
and to detract.
–The Tempest,
Act II, Scene ii