Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five wits?" Malvolio: "Fool, there was never a man so notoriously abused. I am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art." Feste: "But as well? Then you are mad indeed, if you be no better in you wits than a fool.
What's done is done. The joy is in the doing.
Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.
What ugly sights of death within mine eyes!
All difficulties are easy when they are known.
My love's more richer than my tongue.