How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
For honor travels in a strait so narrow where one but goes abreast.
And like bright metal on a sullen ground, my reformation, glittering o’er my fault, shall show more goodly and attract more eyes than that which hath no foil to set it off.
‘Tis one thing to be tempted, another thing to fall.[to Escalus]