And all this day an unaccustomed spirit lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.
William Shakespeare...too much sadness hath congealed your blood,And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy.
William ShakespeareThou whoreson zed! Thou unnecessary letter! My lord, if you will give me leave, I will tread this unbolted villain into mortar, and daub the wall of a jakes with him. *all cheer for Shakespearean insults*
William Shakespeare