And whatsomever else shall hap tonight, give it an understanding but no tongue, I will requit your love. So, fare your well. My lord, he hath importuned me with love, in honourable fashion.

“I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.”

“But I will wear my heart upon my sleeveFor daws to peck at: I am not what I am.”

“The worm is not to be trusted...”

“I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the North; he that kills me some s…”