Though I be but prince of Wales, yet I am the king of courtesy.
Can one desire too much of a good thing?
My father's wit, and my mother's tongue, assist me!
Ask me no reason why I love you; for though Love use Reason for his physician, he admits him not for his counsellor.
Taste your legs, sire: put them into motion.
O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple.