Feste. The better for my foes and the worse for my friends.
Orsino. Just the contrary: the better for thy friends.
Feste. No, sir, the worse.
Orsino. How can that be?
Feste. ...They praise me, and make an ass of me. Now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass; so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself, and by my friends I am abused.