"’Tis all men’s office to speak patience To those that wring under the load of sorrow, But no man’s virtue nor sufficiency, To be so moral when he shall endure The like himself."

"Charm ache with air, and agony with words."

"Therein do men from children nothing differ."

"Patch grief with proverbs."

"Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engender'd in the eyes, With gazing fed; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell; I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell. All: Ding, dong, bell."

"Men Can counsel, and speak comfort to that grief Which they themselves not feel."

"For there was never yet philosopher That could endure the toothache patiently, However they have writ the style of gods, And made a push at chance and sufferance."

"O villain! thou wilt be condemned into everlasting redemption for this."

"A harmless necessary cat."

"O that he were here to write me down an ass! But, masters, remember that I am an ass; though it be not written down, yet forget not that I am an ass."

"In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season’d with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil?"

"Let music sound while he doth make his choice; Then, if he lose, he makes a swan-like end, Fading in music."

"Thou gaudy gold, Hard food for Midas, I will none of thee."

"A fellow that hath had losses; and one that hath two gowns, and every thing handsome about him."

"Some of us will smart for it."

"Look in the chronicles; we came in with Richard Conqueror."

"I am sure care's an enemy to life."

"The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination; And every lovely organ of her life Shall come apparell’d in more precious habit, More moving-delicate and full of life, Into the eye and prospect of his soul."

"For it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack’d and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours."

"I do love nothing in the world so well as you: is not that strange?"

"I never tempted her with word too large; But, as a brother to his sister, show’d Bashful sincerity and comely love."

"I would my daughter were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear! would she were hearsed at my foot, and the ducats in her coffin!"

"I have mark’d A thousand blushing apparitions To start into her face; a thousand innocent shames In angel whiteness beat away those blushes."

"Is our whole dissembly appeared?"

"A good old man, sir; he will be talking: as they say, When the age is in, the wit is out."

"If I were as tedious as a king, I could find it in my heart to bestow it all of your worship."

"O, what men dare do! what men may do! what men daily do, not knowing what they do!"

"No ill luck stirring but what lights on my shoulders; no sighs but of my breathing; no tears but of my shedding."

"Let him look to his bond."

"Comparisons are odorous."

"O, what authority and show of truth Can cunning sin cover itself withal!"

"Masters, it is proved already that you are little better than false knaves; and it will go near to be thought so shortly."

"Verges: If you hear a child cry in the night, you must call to the nurse and bid her still it. Watch: How if the nurse be asleep and will not hear us? Dogberry: Why, then, depart in peace, and let the child wake her with crying; for the ewe that will not hear her lamb when it baes will never answer a calf when he bleats."

"The most peaceable way for you, if you do take a thief, is to let him show himself what he is, and steal out of your company."

"I know that Deformed."

"Dogberry: Well, you are to call at all the ale-houses, and bid those that are drunk get them to bed. Watch: How if they will not? Dogberry: Why, then, let them alone till they are sober: if they make you not then the better answer, you may say they are not the men you took them for."

"If my gossip Report be an honest woman of her word."

"They that touch pitch will be defiled."

"Borachio: Seest thou not, I say, what a deformed thief this fashion is? how giddily a’ turns about all the hot bloods between fourteen and five-and-thirty? sometimes fashioning them like Pharaoh’s soldiers in the reeky painting, sometime like god Bel’s priests in the old church-window, sometime like the shaven Hercules in the smirched worm-eaten tapestry, where his codpiece seems as massy as his club? Conrade: All this I see; and I see that the fashion wears out more apparel than the man."

"You shall comprehend all vagrom men."

"The most senseless and fit man."

"2 Watch: How if a’ will not stand? Dogberry: Why, then, take no note of him, but let him go; and presently call the rest of the watch together, and thank God you are rid of a knave."

"The bird was fledged; and then it is the complexion of them all to leave the dam."

"A day in April never came so sweet, To show how costly summer was at hand,"