I will keep where there is wit stirring, and leave the faction of fools.
O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!" - Cassio (Act II, Scene iii)
so full of shapes is fancy
Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.
I hope to see London once ere I die.
Why, thou deboshed fish thou...Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish and half a monster?