Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five wits?" Malvolio: "Fool, there was never a man so notoriously abused. I am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art." Feste: "But as well? Then you are mad indeed, if you be no better in you wits than a fool.
William ShakespeareWhat have we here? a man or a fish? dead or alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fishlike smell; a kind of not of the newest poor-John. A strange fish!
William ShakespeareCome, woo me, woo me, for now I am in a holiday humor, and like enough to consent.
William ShakespeareNo deeper wrinkles yet? Hath sorrow struck So many blows upon this face of mine And made no deeper wounds?
William Shakespeare