Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bu...shels of chaff; you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I hate him for he is a Christian; But more, for that in low simplicity... He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I am a tainted wether of the flock, Meetest for death; the weakest kind of fruit... Drops earliest to the ground, and so let me.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Herein Fortune shows herself more kind Than is her custom. It is still her use... To let the wretched man outlive his wealth, To view with hollow eye and wrinkled brow An age of poverty; from which lingering penance Of such misery doth she cut me off.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »