The elephant hath joints, but none for courtesy; his legs are legs for necessity, not for flexure.

I am in blood Stepp'd in so far, that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er.

Thou whoreson, senseless villain!

At this hour Lie at my mercy all mine enemies.

More fools know Jack Fool than Jack Fool knows.

a wild dedication of yourselves To undiscovered waters, undreamed shores.

Then is courtesy a turncoat. But it is certain I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted: and I would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard heart; for, truly, I love none. Beatrice: A dear happiness to women: they would else have been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I thank God and my cold blood, I am of your humour for that: I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me. -Much Ado About Nothing