Tired with all these, for restful death I cry.
Thou sodden-witted lord! thou hast no more brain than I have in mine elbows.
O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful! And yet again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping.
Sometimes, less is more.
If you would persuade, you must appeal to interest rather than intellect. We are advertis'd by our loving friends.
'By heaven, that thou art fair, is most infallible true, that thou art beauteous truth itself, that thou art lovely. More fairer than fair, beautiful than beauteous, truer than truth itself, have commiseration on thy heroical vassal.