Beware of entrance to a quarrel, but, being in, bear t that th' opposed may beware of thee.

You taught me language, and my profit on't / Is, I know how to curse

Delivers in such apt and gracious words that aged ears play truant at his tales; And younger hearings are quite ravished; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.

And do as adversaries do in law, strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.

These blessed candles of the night.

Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, and clap thyself my love; then didst thou utter, I am your's for ever!

Polonius: Do you know me, my lord? Hamlet: Excellent well. You are a fishmonger.