The object of Art is to give life a shape.
Haste is needful in a desperate case.
And thus I clothe my naked villainy With odd old ends stol'n out of holy writ; And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.
For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood.
We are ready to try our fortunes to the last man.
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.