Doubt Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we might win, by fearing to attempt.[Measure For Measure] Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we might win, by fearing to attempt.[Measure For Measure] YOU MAY ALSO LIKE »For nothing can seem foul to those that win.Sweets grown common lose their dear delight.O how wretched is that poor man that hangs on princes favors! There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, that sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, more pangs and fears than wars or women have, and when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, never to hope again.Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear.I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.