I am not in the giving vein today.

O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention, A kingdom for a stage, princes to act And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!

Why, thou deboshed fish thou...Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish and half a monster?

What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind.

thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most sharp sauce.

JAQUES: Rosalind is your love's name? ORLANDO: Yes, just. JAQUES: I do not like her name. ORLANDO: There was no thought of pleasing you when she was christened.

Fools are as like husbands as pilchards are to herrings, the husband's the bigger.