Nay, I am the very pink of courtesy.

For you and I are past our dancing days.

The will is infinite and the execution confin'd, the desire is boundless and the act a slave to limit.

Friendly counsel cuts off many foes.

Scarce can I speak, my choler is so great. Oh! I could hew up rocks, and fight with flint.

O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father refuse thy name, thou art thyself thou not a montegue, what is montegue? tis nor hand nor foot nor any other part belonging to a man What is in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, So Romeo would were he not Romeo called retain such dear perfection to which he owes without that title, Romeo, Doth thy name! And for that name which is no part of thee, take all thyself.

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