Much Ado About Nothing

To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune but to write and read comes by nature.

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

Foul words is but foul wind, and foul wind is but foul breath, and foul breath is noisome; therefore I will depart unkissed.

Beatrice: I wonder that you will still be talking, Signior Benedick: nobody marks you.Benedick: What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living?

Men from children nothing differ.

You are thought here to the most senseless and fit man for the job.

Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.

I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thyeyes__nd moreover, I will go with thee to thy uncle__.

What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living?Beatrice: Is it possible disdain should die while she hathsuch meet food to feed it as Signior Benedick?

Thou wilt be condemned in to everlasting redemption for this.

. . . I will not be sworn, but love may trans-form me to an oyster, but, I__l take my oath on it, till hehave made an oyster of me, he shall never make me sucha fool.

For it falls outThat what we have we prize not to the worthWhiles we enjoy it, but being lacked and lost,Why, then we rack the value, then we findThe virtue that possession would not show usWhile it was ours.

I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.

O Hero, what a Hero hadst thou been.

Suffer love! A good ephitet! I do suffer love indeed, for I love thee against my will.