So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh at gilded butterflies.

If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.

This wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy, this Senior Junior, giant dwarf...Cupid.

For he was likely, had he been put on, to have proved most royally.

Come, swear it, damn thyself, lest, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves should fear to seize thee; therefore be double-damned, swear,--thou art honest.

Justice always whirls in equal measure.

Some are born great, others achieve greatness.