The Merry Wives of Windsor

"A man of my kidney."

"Think of that, master Brook."

"Why, woman, your husband is in his old lines again; he so takes on yonder with my husband; so rails against all married mankind; so curses all Eve’s daughters, of what complexion soever."

"This is the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd numbers. Away, go; they say, there is divinity in odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death."

"Mine host of the Garter."

"I had rather than forty shillings I had my book of Songs and Sonnets here."

"If there be no great love in the beginning, yet heaven may decrease it upon better acquaintance, when we are married and have more occasion to know one another: I hope, upon familiarity will grow more contempt."

"O base Gongarian wight! wilt thou the spigot wield?"

"Convey, the wise it call: steal! foh; a fico for the phrase!"

"Bear you these letters tightly; Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores."

"Tester I’ll have in pouch, when thou shalt lack, Base Phrygian Turk!"

"Thou art the Mars of malcontents."

"Here will be an old abusing of God's patience, and the King's English."

"We burn day-light."

"I love not the humour of bread and cheese; and there’s the humour of it."

"'Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy head now."

"I think the best way were to entertain him with hope till the wicked fire of lust have melted him in his own grease."

"I will make a Star Chamber matter of it."

"This is the short and the long of it."

"I have pursued her, as love hath pursued me; which hath been, on the wing of all occasions. But whatsoever I have merited, either in my mind, or in my means, meed, I am sure, I have received none, unless experience be a jewel."

"Falstaff: Of what quality was your love then? Ford: Like a fair house, built on another man’s ground."

"We have some salt of our youth in us."

"Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole."

"I cannot tell what the dickens his name is."

"What a taking was he in, when your husband asked what was in the basket!"

"O, what a world of vile ill-favour’d faults Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a-year!"

"Happy man be his dole!"

"You may know by my size, that I have a kind of alacrity in sinking."

"As good luck would have it."

"The rankest compound of villainous smell, that ever offended nostril."

"Why, then the world's mine oyster, Which I with sword will open."

"All his successors, gone before him, have done’t; and all his ancestors, that come after him, may."

"It is a familiar beast to man, and signifies love."

"Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is good gifts."