But are not some whole that we must make sick?

“Oswald: Why dost thou use me thus? I know thee not.Kent: Fellow, I know thee.Os…”

“Oh beware my Lord of jealousy, for it is the green eyed monster.”

“Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow worldLike a Colossus; and we petty menWal…”

“What matters it what went before or after,Now with myself I will begin and end.”